Not as grandiose as Angkor Wat. Then again it’s not a temple complex, but an ancient Sinhalese capital. So ancient in fact, that it is one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities on the planet. Anuradhapura’s underrated charm does not lure tons of flip-flopping, shindig-seeking gap packers. Instead, it beckons busloads of retirees and a…
Author: Gay Mitra
Sydney To Suffolk Park: On The Wheel
Snapshot Saturday: Postcard #8 Australia Walkabout Wildlife Park, New South Wales
It’s day 144 of our round-the-world trip, and we’ve finally settled in U.S.A.! We’re totally not excited about spending winter in California (after a long Australian winter), but since the hubby’s visa approval took ages, we didn’t have much choice. It’s just been two days since we arrived, and already we’re heading out to see…
Batan Island, Batanes: Old Spanish Bridge and House Of Dakay
The misty, winter morn progressed in a whirlwind. A pace that overwhelmed my sleepless being. I awkwardly joined the blithesome chatter amongst a wacky bunch of characters I just met that day. We’re all winners of SEAIR Batanes Winter Bloggers’ Tour Contest, and were on a road cruise around Batan Island. Old Spanish Bridge. Journeying…
Snapshot Saturday: Lighthouse Beach
We broke the long ten-hour drive from Gold Coast to Sydney into two. Our Couchsurfing host Chris, a British who’s been living in Port Macquarie for thirty-six years now (and a gold mine of hilarious traveloques), took us in for a night even though we were traveling with a toddler. Behind his beautiful backyard is…
Tube Travel Tuesday: The List Goes On
And we’re back to virtual traveling through the tube (though in real life we’re currently on a six-hour drive from Gold Coast to Port Macquarie)! Today, five more travel bloggers share flicks that don’t blatantly state “Hi, I’m a travel film”, but inspired them to explore the world anyway. After that long weekend vacay burning…
Al Ain Desert Day Jaunt: The Uninvited Pinay
Our four-wheel drive vehicle jounced along, raising dense clouds of russet dust in our wake. I hardly spoke to Shervin since we left U.A.E. University. Well, except for a few whispered one-liners. That trip exuded an uneasy vibe. The apathetic-bordering-hostile treatment I received made me feel almost unwelcome. Even though I felt like going home,…
Madurai, India: Meenakshi Amman Temple
Snapshot Saturday: Postcard #7 Nimbin, New South Wales
It’s day 122 of our our round-the-world trip, and we’re back in Gold Coast, Queensland. I am already missing Byron Bay, but I also missed (way more than expected) walking around a mall so that’s what we did first thing yesterday at Surfers Paradise. In a week, we’ll be heading to Sydney once again and…
Largo Do Senado: And The Family Chaos Continues
He was missing when we all hobbled out of our beds. Despite slumping into a coma late, my father awoke early. He was suffering from a terrible case of diarrhea, acquired days before flying out of the Philippines, yet his meekly obedient feet submitted to the command of the travel bug in him. He wandered…