I still recall a New Year’s Eve when I was at home and I was watching fireworks on the TV and was having a rationalization that it does not matter where you are during the time of the clock striking twelve. I was wrong.   A couple of years ago I celebrated the New Year in one of the foreign squares crowded with strangers but became old friends by the end of the night. Ever since, I...

  Riding in the Dutch country is something marvellously down-to-earth. Perhaps it is the murmur of the bike tires amidst smooth roads, or ho...

Nice has something that causes one to take a deeper breath upon arrival. Perhaps it is the gentle Mediterranean light that oozes over all like a warm filter or

At a point all the visitors in Paris would comprehend that he/she is no longer a traveler in the city. It usually happens quietly. Perhaps it is in the course of an early morning stroll where you observe the way the sun is resting on ancient roofs.   Perhaps, it is when you can place your order without looking at the English menu that contains your coffee. It is Paris that teaches you...

And there is a point, between Paris and the south, when there is a change in landscape. The highways become small dirt roads, the air is less damp, the trees appear older somehow, as though they have been through hundreds of years of passers-by. It is then that you realise you are in the Loire Valley. It is a destination which does not just live on a map. It resides in its vineyards, in...

Something about road trips makes travelling more personal. It is not so much about the destinations themselves, but about the time in between, about the meandering paths, about the songs that you sing to yourself, about the unplanned detourments that you remember much better than anything the guidebook tells you to see. I wanted my trip stress-free so I booked Heathrow airport cheap parking as...