The Year That Was 2017:
I can’t believe another year is about to end in a day and it’s time again to stop and look back. To take stock of our journeys, not only in terms of travel but the journeys which opened a new horizon, a new meaning for both of us and helped us to see the world with diverse perceptions.
This year we decided to
Strong man covets the white gold
Augustus II the Strong, the Elector Prince of Saxony and the King of Poland was an avid patron of arts and decided that Dresden would be the cultural center. He also had a great liking for gold, real yellow ones. His great love, bordering on avarice, resulted in him recruiting a young alchemist work on the Goldmacher Tinktur or the Gold making formula to convert base metals to gold.
You may say, oh not another of those stories but hold on.
It is quite often that we touchdown at Frankfurt only to take-off to another destinations because we don’t know what to see in Frankfurt. Frankfurt is perhaps in the middle of the world and offers connectivity to many other parts of the world. It is so much a hub of air travel that I often say jokingly that if you lose your luggage anywhere in the world on an international flight, it will somehow find its way to Frankfurt!
We had heard many a people say
I was missing from the scene. You know why?
Hmm.. I was busy shopping!
Shall I tell you one secret now? More than Christmas, I look forward to Christmas markets. The liveliness in dull winter days is what makes them more attractive. Probably that is one of the reasons why I always try to escape every year to a country where these markets happen.
Christkindlmarkt, Marché de Noël, Christkindlesmarkt,
Overland Border Crossing
How do you feel being at the border of two countries?
Not just flying into a country but being able to see the other side, the other country and its land from this side?
Most times travel to foreign involves flying into that country. But after so many years of travelling I find it quite boring. Of course, it is still the most preferred way as it saves time and may be other hassles that I’ve talked about earlier.
For me it is always intriguing when I cross borders overland where I can stand on a no-man’s land and where the territories are marked by welcoming gates if not any other.
Following are a few of the borders crossed (or almost crossed) overland, by road or by train. Some of the European borders mentioned are before the formation of Schengen.
Shankaracharya gate, Indo-Nepal border.
India – Nepal: We had consciously decided