Surviving America

Kindness on the road.

We meet many people on the road, both locals and travelers alike who help us in time of need or distress without expecting a return. Last week of every month I bring you stories from travelers who have experienced kindness on the road and like to share and spread it for the love of travel.
This month’s story has come from Md Arif Rahman of Indonesia who takes us to America.
Over to Arif Rahman.
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Day Zero at Ground Zero!

Nisha and I were already in Delhi for some work. I had planned to fly to Kathmandu from Delhi. This helped us in combining our combined Delhi business and my own Nepal business. Mumbai to Delhi leg of my journey perhaps was the most uneventful. Too mundane. It was so boring that I remembered someone who had said if you pay intense attention to boredom then it will turn out to be interesting. Well, in my case, while paying intense attention I just fell asleep.

everest base camp trek starting
Elephants at T3 airport New Delhi

So as per plan Nisha came to … Read the rest

Exploring Singapore at night

Have you ever thought of exploring a city at night? Ever wondered how it would look like after the sun goes down? Is it going to be dead or kicking alive?

Well, if you are in Singapore, worry not. Day or night, Singapore is a hub of activities. From middle of the night desserts or dumplings in Little India to bar hopping, movies, strolling along the river, Singapore has enough to keep visitors and locals busy far into the night.

marina bay sands at night

Come, let me take … Read the rest

Where Colors Fly

“Oh no! Not a bird park again”. This was my immediate response to my friend’s suggestion of visiting a bird park in Singapore. How was it going to be different from the ones I had visited in other countries?

“A bird park is a bird park”, I said. Well, actually no.

flamingoes jurong park where colors fly

It took me three trips to … Read the rest

Kindness on the Road

It must have been 8 years, probably more.

I was backpacking in the interiors of Tamil Nadu, travelling in local state buses and sleeper class trains. I didn’t know the local language but somehow I was able to convey whatever I wanted to say.

kindness on the road

In those crowded packed buses, I mostly sat … Read the rest