Chasing Coffee Trails in Coorg

Chasing Coffee Trails in Coorg

Taking a break from the monotony of daily routine is always a good idea. Change is a necessity; else we will find ourselves stuck in the humdrumness of every day. Travelling is a wonderful way to ensure that such change is always a part of our lives. But what if three out of four from a group are always working, and you have a pet cat at home that cannot be left alone for a prolonged period of time? You still take that vacation, but to a place closer to home. Continue reading “Chasing Coffee Trails in Coorg”

History and Art by the Sea – Kochi

History and Art by the Sea – Kochi

The 2017 edition of Labour Day fell on a Monday, which meant that it would be a long weekend for the working class. Since most of my weekends involve my sitting in my room and binge-listening to 90’s songs while pampering Ginger, the resident kitty, I decided that I need to step out of the confines of my home this time, and I began planning a three-day trip to Hampi in earnest. It so happened that Hampi, already a winter-lover’s nightmare, decided to give Bangalore summer a run for its money by shining satanically at an average temperature of 38 degree Celsius! Just the thought of the number gave me a headache. So a friend and I begrudgingly changed the destination to Kochi (most of the begrudging was on my part, since I did not plan in time to witness the 2016 Kochi-Muziris Biennale). Continue reading “History and Art by the Sea – Kochi”

Glimpses of an Era – Mahabalipuram

Glimpses of an Era – Mahabalipuram

A while ago, my friends and I were invited to attend a two-day wedding in Chennai. While the wedding was festive and quite enjoyable, we sneaked out early on day two to return home, for various reasons. I hitched a ride back with two of my friends since they were driving, and we decided to stop by the historic port town of Mahabalipuram. Continue reading “Glimpses of an Era – Mahabalipuram”

Christmas At The Lake

Christmas At The Lake

Christmas vacation for the family translates into several things – tinsel decor, sweaters, homemade sweets and munchies, midnight Mass and grandma’s place. We’ve probably skipped just one or two Christmases at grandma’s; it is an unwritten family rule that we ought to spend whatever few days us working class can manage to find, in serene Chikmagalur. Continue reading “Christmas At The Lake”