So here I am in New York at last. It’s Day 5. I’ve had no jetlag at all – probably something to do with having to hit the ground running, but then I’ve only really ever had bad jetlag in Australia. My apartment is in Brooklyn and you will be relieved to know I am very...
En route home I am writing this last missive from the First & Business class Lee-ounge of Air India. The observant amongst you will notice something wrong there. “Ho hum,” you’ll be muttering, “Didn’t they come out with Etihad? And wasn’t there something...
Reni Pani If we were playing the word association game and I said the word “jungle” to you, what words would you come up with? Warm? Hot? Sweaty? Sultry? Perspiration? Heat induced-languor? Muggy? Prickly heat? Mosquito? Sweltering? I searched the long-range...
Bhimebetka En route for our final adventure, we stopped to see the cave paintings at Bhimbetka which quite literally took my breath away. The discovery of these paintings in 1957 – only the cave paintings in Spain are older – completely changed the way...
Bhopal Sent on January 29 2016 Our 9 o’clock train departed bang on time at noon precisely, just three hours late. It was still foggy in Delhi and Agra, and a train must not hit a holy cow. Hence the slow train. So we had a few extra hours viewing the dusty delights...
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