Just Another Ordinary Day in Seoul

Seoul doesn’t feature on many travellers’ bucket-list. Honestly, it didn’t feature on mine either. It doesn’t have the glitz of Shanghai or Tokyo’s breakneck pace. The city is austere; a lot of its cultural/heritage sites were destroyed or damaged during colonial rule. And the effect of its bitter past is hard to shake off. A…

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Hiking Achasan in Summer

Before we moved to Seoul, I didn’t realise how undulating the terrain could get. It’s not surprising that the people living here — are incredible fit. Abandoned railway lines are converted into lengthy walking trails, exercise equipment can be found in every park or mountain trail, and almost every mountain path is connected by a…

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Exploring the Blogosphere

I’m not sure how awards work. I never wanted our blog to be sucked into the game of numbers. I’ve tried hard not to be a part of it and sometimes, succumbed to it. That said, I’ve never been good with numbers, anyway. So, I’m not going to make this post about awards, rules, or…

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No Woman, No Cry.

A few years back, on women’s day, we boarded a plane to the Northeast of India. Deep down, I was happy, to escape the fuss that comes with the day. I’m not always good with keeping my thoughts in check and days like these are like old wounds. Midair, 30,000 ft above what was happening…

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A Hike to Baegakmaru (Bugaksan Trail)

It’s interesting to see how cultures, across the world, mimic one another, in a bid to keep what-should-be-kept-out — outside. Fortress walls have proven to be a common feature of almost every citadel, fort, or palace complex we’ve visited. From the sandstone citadel walls of Rajasthan to the ginormous, ‘Great Wall of China‘; protecting territory,…

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Under the Pink Sky

When did our love affair with cherry blossoms begin? I think, it would have to be sometime after visiting Japan — post koyo (autumn leaves). Ever since, we’ve desperately wanted to revisit Japan during sakura (cherry blossoms). Things never really worked out. Oddly enough, we kept dreaming and hoping — without truly believing. And here’s…

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A Trip Down Memory Lane

I never really liked summer. After our year-end school examinations, temperatures would steadily rise to 35°C. When luck was not on our sides — temperatures were more brutal. Summer breaks were meant for: metamorphosing into sloths, reading every mystery book available, drinking aerated drinks, and indulging in mangoes. Once every two years, my parents would…

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