Seema Misra As we hit the streets of Hanoi Old Quarter, it was like entering a magical world. Being Indian, we found the noise and chaos quite familiar and non-threatening. Tiny food vendors on the pavements, the fragrance from each corner, the array of small seats with locals munching on sunflower seeds and sipping never-ending…
Pepper House is a hub for arts, with posters of the Kochi-Muziris Biennale 2014 still adorning the notice boards. One side of the building faces the canals. I remember seeing the magical view of the waterfront with ships passing through, providing an ideal photo op for lover of this specific setting- maritime, colonial structures, the retro feeling and the leisurely elegance of having a coffee amidst such historical ramparts.
This house, named Tera Vera, was built by an Anglo-Indian, E J Vaz in the 1940s for his daughters, Vera Vaz and Dolce Vaz. E J Vaz was a high court lawer from Bombay. His daughters were spinsters. Vera and Dolce both worked as tutors, the former taught English and the latter the piano. They lived peacefully in this house most of their lives.
We had many bird watching adventures with Vinod, relished many a sumptuous and healthy home cooked meals by Sini (including a squid preparation that takes almost 3-4 hours to prepare) and spent silent evenings listening to the sounds of the forest.
We visited Oceangreen Homestay to experience the onset of Monsoons last year. Although everyone cautioned against it, the heart wants what the heart wants.
The musty smell was a constant feature. My childhood memories are attached to this smell, and then few. Like running down to buy kachoris if any guest came. Since the famous shop was so close, we followed the golden rule of “always eating fresh”.
Pink House takes me back to the memories of Himachal Pradesh where we visited in April 2017. I had always wanted to visit Dharamsala/McLeodganj. While looking up stays there, Pink House caught my attention, for its quirky wall art and cool vibe.
As someone who straddles two cultures, of Bengal and Haryana, she’s a person with some amazing stories. And she’s shared some for me to illustrate and use as part of my #BlogchatterA2Z challenge. So in Deepti’s words and with my illustrations …
It’s supposed to be the most haunted place in Rajasthan.
There’s a notice by ASI which says that the fort is haunted and no one should remain there after sunset.
Kimansion made for a near perfect New Year stay for us, a few years ago. The 100 year old bungalow (a British one) is turned into a bed and breakfast.