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Introduction to Naples
Chaos: the one word to describe the largest city in Southern Italy. I don’t mean all chaos is bad; it can be good chaos too. I’ve done my extensive research before deciding to base myself in Naples, and was well aware of the bad reputation of the crimes, the trash and the lack of glitz and charm unlike her northern sisters, Florence and Milan. Nonetheless, I arrived in Naples with a ‘come what may’ attitude and a small luggage, ready for the next four days. Getting to Naples I arrived into Naples Capodichino Airport via Rome’s Leonardo da Vinci on Alitalia. It was no-frills 40-minute flight where the crew don’t…
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Surviving Interstate Bus Rides in India
I’ve been on countless bus rides during my travels. I spent countless of hours in the bus, admiring the landscapes across Turkey. I slept through a breezy 5-hour bus ride from Singapore to Kuala Lumpur. I peered out of the window, watching the torrential rains as the Orlean Express bus brought me back from Quebec to Montreal. I also survived a 12-hour journey on windy, mountainous roads from the border of Thailand and Vietnam to Luang Prabang. All these rides were child’s play compared to the journey from Delhi to Chandigarh I took recently. Volvo or local buses Volvo buses hands down. These buses are most comfortable among the lot.…
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Getting the most out of Athens in 6 hours
I did one of the most touristy thing in the list of touristy things to do in Athens recently: got on a hop-on-hop off bus. Why? It was the most convenient thing to do at that time, since the bus stop was just right outside our hotel. Had I regretted it? Most definitely not! Hour 1: Wake up to a beautiful view of Athens Good morning Athens! It’s a beautiful sunny day to be up and about. Don’t forget your jackets because even though the sun is out, the wind would definitely chill you to the bones. Also, please don’t underestimate Athens weather like we did. Two of us thought…
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The art of doing nothing in Zanzibar
When you think of Zanzibar, you picture a perfect honeymoon destination of pristine beaches and crystal clear blue waters. You picture an island getaway lazing on a hammock with a book in your hand and wind in your hair. The first thing that greeted me upon arriving was a dilapidated airport in desperate need of repair. Gone were the plush carpets and the stark cold air that blows from the vents lining the aerobridge. Forget the vents – there wasn’t a single aerobridge in sight! We were ushered into a ratty old bus that took us to the terminal proper where the arrivals hall was probably the same size as…
