For most tourists, Gabala or Qabala is a preferred winter destination considering the plethora of winter sports that can be enjoyed on the slopes of the Greater Caucasus mountain range. In fact, Mount Bazarduzu, the highest peak in the Republic of Azerbaijan is located in this region. But summer in Gabala isn’t too bad, I say! This tiny city was…
Packing terrifies me. Meet me a week before I am to travel and you will think I am a toddler on a sugar high, the anticipation of travelling and excitement of exploring a new (or been there) place evident on my face. But two days before D-day, a manic look starts creeping into my eyes. Courtesy the re-realisation that
My idea of packing has always been to create a huge pile of ‘things to carry’ in one corner of my bed. That pile invariably covers the whole bed leaving me a sliver of space to sleep in. And then, say half a day before I am to leave, I will start frantically dumping things into the bag, much to the exasperation of Maa who loves her things organised.
“Why don’t you just make a list of things you must carry, take a print out and stick it on your cupboard?” was her idea. Bingo!
And so, for my current trip – oh, did I mention I am in Baku? Hellos from Baku!
Anyway, for this trip, I made a detailed list of things to pack when I travel. This list has been made through by much brain racking and a bit of internet exploring – interesting how almost everyone stresses on carrying enough lingerie and sanitary protection. #notetoself
I have attempted to make a comprehensive list that you will need to customise as per you destination and requirements. Let this checklist be your base for this customisation.
Brutal honesty will more often than not set you on a path that is opposing to one taken by others. On this road, you will battle anonymous adversaries, and trolls that will fight you until their last breath, ready to martyr themselves for a notion they think to be right. It could be for a subject as complex as the…
As mentioned in the previous post, that list was definitely not the end of my grand travel plans! It so happened that when reading my list posts with the error-locator glasses perched on her nose, a rather overwhelmed Rem – who also proofreads posts for me – suggested I split the MASSIVE list. “Make two lists – one of places…
So previously, this blog post was titled ‘Three cheers for my bucket list’. When Rem – the techie friend who handles the nitty gritties of this blog – saw a strike through the word ‘bucket’ in the heading, her first reaction was: “What on earth woman! We don’t mess with headings!” Luckily for me, it was said in an affectionate…
Throbbing feet, heavy shoulders, a rumbling in the tummy and a satisfied grin on my face, I shivered in delight, enjoying the mildly chilly wind of the late September evening. Having managed to locate St Valentine’s relics in a cathedral tucked away in a not-so-touristy part of Glasgow, I plonked myself on a bench along the upmarket Buchanan Street after…