My last summer in India was spent travelling through the northern part of the country and Nepal. Of course, I couldn’t resist visiting some more UNESCO sites. Advertisements
The train leaves Kalka station at 5:30 am. Let’s think backwards. We are about 3 kilometers from the station, so we should get up and leave at 4:45, so that if we can’t find a rickshaw at such an early hour, at least we have enough time to walk to the station.
It would appear that Emma and I don’t know how to travel easy (see flying to Sri Lanka). So it was with Chandigarh. Since we were flying into Chandigarh, but actually spending the night in Pinjore 20 kilometres outside of the city, we needed to leave our large backpacks somewhere in order to explore Chandigarh in … More Nek Chand Rock Garden: Chandigarh’s Ode to Eccentricity
This UNESCO site consists of six different fort locations, and I actually forgot to count it, because I have visited some of them over the span of three years, so I thought I would quickly add this Heritage Site to my tally. The Hill Forts of Rajasthan include Chittorgarh, Gagron, Jaisalmer, Amber, Kumbhalgarh and Ranthambore, the latter … More UNESCO Heritage Site #98: Hill Forts of Rajasthan
When I initially mentioned to some of my colleagues that I was going to Varanasi and Bodh Gaya, they thought I was a bit insane. I couldn’t exactly blame them, as I discovered that the daily temperature averaged somewhere around 42-43 degrees Celsius. Still, as my time in India was coming to an end, Varanasi and … More UNESCO Heritage Site #97: Bodh Gaya, the cradle of Buddhism
For a city, where getting around is always a concern due to sparse public transport and constant congestion on the roads, it is surprisingly easy to escape the metropolis. Simply decide on a whim to leave on a late Saturday morning, take the local fast train down to the Churchgate station, walk past the atmospheric … More Alibag: not Goa, but close (to Mumbai)
As your passport gets smudged with new stamps, fattened with permits and employment visas, it becomes harder to remember what home actually feels like. Having not stayed in one place for more than two years over the last decade, I’ve come to appreciate places that have provided familial comfort despite being far away from my … More Paraliving at Kamshet