Monday, October 11, 2010

The Trip in Pictures

Paris
In the Eiffel Tower

View from the top


The New Bridge (Check out the faces on the coloumns, apparently they were taken on some drunken night out in the 18th century :D )

That Hotel in Bourne Identity

Antique Book Stores (My favourite street :))

French Love (This is the bridge where Big proposes Carrie :) )

Louvre Museum (Dont ask me why the pic is like this I blame Blogger.com)

The Lady Victory

Jardins, the place to be for all those asipiring models
 (The place I am going to aviod the most during my next visit)

Brussels

Some park near our Hostel

Capital Building

My Favourite Place in Brussels :)

Yet another favourite, actually this one wins hands down
Delirium Cafe

Koln

The Main Cathedral

Munich
Finally we arrive

Neuschwanstein Castle

Neuschwanstein Castle

View from inside

Yet another Castle, I forgot this one's name :(

The Castle with no name :)

Oktober fest again

Berlin
Pub Crawl

DDR Museum
(Ohh btw this is important because these were the only books that people could read in East Germany in all those 30 years!)

The Wall


The Wall again


Brandenburg Gate

Jewish Memorial ( Seriously freaky!)

Checkpoint Charlie

The home of the 24/7 book sales :)


Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp

Station A

Work will set you free

Station Z

Hamburg

St Nicholas

My favourite building, look at those balconies :)

The Clock Tower

WW2 Memorial

View from St. Nicholas



Eurotrip Part 1 : France, Germany & Brussels

Finally I'm here to do what I wanted to do, travel. With totally amateurish planning zigzagging across three countries, it has officially begun. So here is itinerary:

Toulouse - Paris - Brussels - Koln - Munich - Berlin - Hamburg - Paris - Toulouse

I know it's totally haphazard, badly planned but who cares :) I m just loving the whole backpacking experience except for the RFH part which is soon going become the background noise hopefully

Paris

Ohh how happy I was to be in this city, I couldn't stop grinning. As usual things have to go wrong. One word: no accommodation. We were running all morning trying to find out where INT was. It took almost two hours to finally settle down and start the actual trip.

The city is so fast moving and at the same time makes you all maudlin. I just sat there staring and taking it all in. The architecture, all those road side cafes, and the people everything is so perfect. You don't need to talk to anyone just enjoy the view. But I still like Toulouse better because it feels as if you are a part of a very big family, in Paris you are the outsider sticking out like a sore thumb. I wish I could stay there for like a week and soak in the city rather than a cursory glance at the touristy places.

But for Eiffel tower you have to make the exception and do the touristy thing. Went to the tower around 6 30 so was actually able to see it in broad daylight and with its brightly lit splendor in the night. It just takes your breath away. I just stared and stared some more. I could actually see why so many of those corny romantic movies use this place. All the common sense takes a backseat (well at least in my case). We were there for more than 3 hours, I dint want to go back. The city that shines below and the tower above make you so sentimental for the most insane reasons.

Brussels

Actually I wanted to go Bruges and when we reached Brussels at 1 in the afternoon after missing the actual one, I was so not in a mood to go out and explore the city. On top of everything it was raining. Took us almost two hours to find a place to stay. Finally got out around 4 only to be led to some random fountain in the name of the atomium :x Thanks to the awesome maps given by the hostel people, we were able to actually find the best pub I have been to till date "the delirium cafe". They had some 25 types of beers and the perfect Irish/German pub atmosphere. Couldn't ask for more. This would be the one place I ll visit if I ever go back to Brussels again. Ended the night with nice live music cafe sipping mint cordiale.

Koln

I will always remember Koln as the place where I just lost it with the shops and shops and more shops. I just skipped from one shop to another buying junk. But the place is just as beautiful with its cobblestoned streets and old pubs and museums it was very old world but at the same time modern on her side.
Tip: while going on long trips don't drink till you drop

With the hangover from the previous night’s expeditions I couldn't actually enjoy the place much. But shopping I did, thanks to H&M. The places you shouldn't miss would be the Lindt factory and the old cathedral just outside the station. The other thing in Koln that I loved was the hostel (more about this one later)

Munich

The whole reason for this trip to happen was because we wanted to go to Oktober fest. Boy did we enjoy Munich :(. Wasted almost 4 freaking hours in the name of accommodation. RFH was supposed to find a place and when we go there the lady in question was nowhere to be seen. Anyways chucked our luggage in the locker room and made our way through to the fest area.

At first, I was like what the hell this looks like some sort of a carnival for kids with joy rides (well I took the same joyride and puke my guts out so not so kid friendly actually). But soon we discovered the "tents" which are like these monstrous pubs serving beer by the liter non-stop. It was very nice ( I know not the exact reaction you would expect but nothing weird happened other than some drunken brawls or some singing or PDA now that's pretty normal :))
The atmosphere is so lively with kids playing around and everybody munching on something or the other it was really beautiful. Ohh and how can forget the costumes they are the best part, I actually spent the better part of that night searching for a costume in my budget (sadly none were available)

Finally RFH found us a place to stay so at least we had a warm bed after one whole day of touristing (if there is such a word). I never knew about couch crashers till then. This is a website which lists people from different cities who help the wayward hitchhikers by giving them a free accommodation. Quite a neat concept indeed, we were able to find a quaint little place in a suburban neighborhood.

All thanks to our host we also found out about the Neuschwanstein castle which is two hours from Munich. Now this place is a thing of beauty, nestled in the mountains near this picturesque village. I am definitely going back to this place and spending at least a weeks’ time. There is small trek which takes you to the main castle through the mountain, though I was panting by the end of the trek it was so worth it with waterfalls and fig trees and horses all around.

That evening we went back to the fest for seconds. Ohh if you think that German people are wusses because they get drunk on beer think twice. This beer is so strong that with one pitcher I was actually feeling a little buzz (not that I am tanki but at least I definitely won't get drunk on one beer)
Dint actually see much of the city because we were busy doing much better things :)

Berlin

We reached Berlin the next day morning and found a hostel within an hour which in itself is a big big thing. We found out about these free guided tours in the hostel so we decided what the hell if you get something for free in Europe you better grab it.
This is one more experience I will never forget. The general rule till then was go ask the hostel people about the places to see pick up a map and find out or get lost along the way (which actually happened more than once). I never thought that Id like the guide chattering away but it was quite informational with tiny tidbits of the history thrown in at every place; it makes the whole thing more meaningful.

Found out a lot about WW2 and the Herr. With R in love with our guide and trying to chat she up it was quite funny ordeal actually. But to know about the city's history and its dark past is a must to get the most of all the landmarks. We saw the war memorial, Hitler’s chambers, and the surviving part of the wall. It is one of those things I would suggest to everyone.

One other awesome thing here is that they have this book exhibition going on everyday in front of the Humboldt University. They had so many books, most of them in German but I managed to ferret out a Maugham in English and now is my most prized possession from this trip.

The next day after getting rid of RFH (finally!!!) we started off to Sachsenhausen concentration camp tour. The guide from the previous day suggested that this is one thing everyone should do. So we took the metro and went off to Berlin's reminder of its dark past. Our guide was a guy doing his PhD in Nazi culture and its effects on Germany. He was pretty awesome in drawing a picture of the ww2 Berlin and the conditions in the camp. When you look at this desolate place, not even in your worst nightmare can you imagine the things that happened here. I couldn't actually listen to him but at the same time was obsessed to understand the need or the reason behind these actions.

I cannot explain or make you understand how you feel standing there in Station Z where thousands of innocent people were "exterminated". Walking on the same roads where they took their final breath during the death march.

It gets too emotional in the main exhibition where they tried to personalize the whole thing by showing pictures from the prisoners' lives. All those movies seem to picture only bits of pieces of the whole tragedy. Throughout this trip we have seen many cities being crushed by the allied troupes on one side and pillaged by the Nazis on the other. The reminders of the disasters of the past are everywhere; they have become a part of people's lives.

After a pretty serious touristing, we decided to go to the pub crawl. It's a 12 euro paid tour where they take you to 5 different pubs in the city. I wasn't expecting much other than few drunken people but it was awesome. The first one was called Zapata. It was part some sort of an anarchist commune (my impression actually) but seriously the people there looked like biker dudes. The next one was the proper rock pub with blaring music, had a nice glass of baileys while singing my heart out to the killers, offspring and blink 182 (okie something in English is better than anything in German). All in all a pretty awesome day :)
The next day we had time till around 4 in the evening to finish our Berlin tour. We went to the DDR museum, which is one of those places everyone should visit to understand what he country has been through post WW2. The kind of socialist ideologies that you read in books of Rand, Orwell is a reality here. I couldn't believe what the people had to go through for 30 years. This shows the actual reality of communism where there is no such thing as an individual. It’s very scary to comprehend the life in those times. But it was very educational at the least.

The final destination was the east side gallery, the surviving part of the Wall. It's very surreal looking at peoples' interpretation and reactions. Some of the paintings compel you to stop and think what the artist is trying to tell us. The whole walk seemed very out of this world somehow.

Berlin all in all has been a rather sobering part of the whole trip.

Hamburg

We reached around 6 in the evening and actually had a really really hard time finding a place to stay. With my backpacks size growing exponentially I was so tired by the time we checked in I would have done anything to just sleep maybe for the next whole week. I slept like a log for like 14 hrs, a much deserved rest.

The next day we had the whole thing planned with the walking tour, museums and a Beatles covers concert. But all we did was the tour and the rest of the trying to find things and finding out that all of them were closed. (Fucking Sunday madness :()

Hamburg dint impress me as Berlin or Koln it was more commercialized. Tried to shop but was too broke by this time to actually go into any of the stores that I like. The only store I could actually spend was C&A which is like the seniors shopping complex. Even the people working in the shop are old :(

But the one thing that impresses you here is the architecture. Both the old and the new city have buildings which are designed by some really eccentric people. And the bridges, how can I forget them, they have like some 2000 in the city alone.

Paris Part Deux

We had one final day to kill before returning back to Toulouse. The actual plan was to stay in Paris the whole day and then take a night train back. But I was so tired all I could think was the bed in my room.

Couldnt find a direct train on time ....so had to stay the whole day. Well so off we went to another walking tour. This has become a daily routine, land in a new city, stack your luggage in some locker, freshen up and get going for another 3 hour tour. Asusual good way to spend if you have little time to spend in the city.

This time noted down all the places that one should visit, so will be back in Paris soon :)

So, my first ever unplanned, to some extent adventurous trip across Europe came to an end. Should say one thing though never thought I d be doing these things. Its still to unreal to me. Will need some more time getting used to the idea that I actually did go to all these awesome places.

Till next trip cheerio!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

My Perfect Vacation

I never take vacations. I m not the traveling type of a person (This is where we differ S :) ). Anyways so couple weeks back while I was happily sleeping Ms. P barges into my room and start rambling about this concert in Naukuchiatal. I DON’T like being disturbed when I m in my happy place. So, just to shut her up I said okie fine whatever you say. Little did I know then that this would be one of those things I would never forget in my life. I never planned a trip in such short notice ( okie I dint plan this one that credit goes solely to P). Anyways within two days we had our hotel bookings, train tickets and our trip was all set. It was just two days but I was excited because for once in my life I was going out with people I actually want to hang out with. ( To be honest the last two “major” trips were a disaster, so I was kinda nervous that something bad will happen, well actually it did happen more than once but its all worth it :) )


So, it was Friday night and our train was at 12 15. After many trials, I had my final road trip wardrobe in place and all set. We reached the station around 11.
We got into the train around 12 30 only to find out that we had booked the tickets for the wrong day! I was like $$#$%$# lets get out I m not traveling without a ticket. But madame P had her mind set, thanks to her puppy dog face in front of the TC we did get tickets and we finally on board albeit they cost 3 times the normal price but who cares, we were going to the hills :)


The next morning around 9ish we reached Haldwani which was such a pleasant town, reminded me of Roorkee while we crossed it in our taxi en route to Naukuchiatal. I forgot how much I loved Uttaranchal, the hills, the people, the whole atmosphere screams at you to lay back and enjoy the ride. I was so happy that I started singing only to be stopped by two hormone raging women :(. We had chai pakoda in this quaint village shop. The surroundings make you forget all the worries and just lets you be.
That was where all three of us decided that we will buy a holiday home somewhere in this beautiful place. We will do the sharing thing and meet once a year with our pets :D. The hills are in one way very romantic but I couldn’t stop feeling a sense of deep melancholy. I know I am getting into this goth culture way too much but it seems that there is a sort of gloominess attached to the place. I knew that this would the place I would want to live. The surroundings are so surreal with fog playing tricks with our eyes. Everything seemed like something out of an Opeth video ( Okie I know that’s kinda weird but I couldn’t get Opeth out my head for like two days)

We reached the lake resort by lunch time. The place is so stunning; it looks more like a painting. We got ourselves a nice cottage overseeing the lake. Cold breeze blowing with the mountain air whispering around, I dint want that moment to end. We had a nice lunch and decided to walk along the lake. Three very determined people with three cameras. For the next half hour or so we were clicking away every nook and corner. We dint want to forget the charming location.

Next in line was the boat ride. They had shikaras like the ones in Dal lake. With ducks flapping around and the fog playing with the water, it was such an enchanting ride where we discussed about cameras and shutters. Nice conversation huh :) Pooja pulled out her phone and started playing Damien Rice. The music just fits. I almost cried listening to the songs , looking at my surroundings wishing the most unreasonable things (S you know what, I know totally stupid but well I m the blonde bimbo according to you :D )

And then Miss P decided that we should go hiking up the hill. I for the life of me cannot hike/trek, after the Roorkee experience I swore I will never do that ever again. But then there I was in my flip flops hiking up the most treacherous hill. Okie it was not that bad. It was totally worth it. Guess what we found on top of the hill. Fields of gold ( I mean grass :) ). It was everywhere. We couldn’t stop grinning. We ditched our local guide and were too busy taking pictures. Okie, I know juvenile but where else would you find a field of marijuana.

After the long and arduous hike, we went back to our cottage to get ready for the concert, you know the main reason that we were here :). That’s when it started raining and I almost gave up but finally around 8 it cleared and we were walking along the road for Music in the Hills. I wish all the concerts I go to are like this one. They were about 50 people happily lounging around the stage which was built right infront of the lake. Everyone sitting with their family/friends sipping wine, enjoying a quiet evening: Don’t you think that’s just right.

We found a nice cozy place for ourselves and the host came up to us and asked whether we got our own booze. Now obviously we were not that intelligent to thing that it was a BYOB thingie. He was so nice, he gave us a bottle of Vodka and was like it’s on the house have fun :) How cool is that! So, finally we got our food, drinks and we were all set to be wooed by the bands. Ohh the drinks were awesome, I can make a mean Vodka lime Cordial now :)

The first band was Sajid and the lost boys. It was a fusion band and I actually am not into these kind, but boy was I wrong the lead singer was a cross between Eddie Vedder and Lain Gallagher of Oasis. And the lyrics were actually pretty good. Then came Soulmate. Listening to them made me realize what I was missing. I never tried Indian Rock, which was a huge mistake. The lead singer Tippi, this chic is awesome. Her range is mind blowing I mean she could sing from Billie Holiday to Janis to Jefferson Airplane. She is my new favorite female vocalist. Ohh I totally forgot the best part, when they introduced the band they went “Three girls came all the way from Lucknow just to listen to these guys” How cool is that! The night was perfect. We were singing we were dancing, everything was just plain perfect. It was almost 2 when we went back to our room. 2500 bucks so totally worth it :)

The next day we checked out of the hotel after a really nice breakfast and got ourselves a taxi for the next round. We stopped at Garudtal which is by far the best lake in the whole region. Its very small but the catch is its totally deserted. We were in the middle of the jungle and not a soul in sight. It was eerie but then the green lake and the birds chirping and such nice weather, I was not actually that afraid. Then we went to Sattal which was kinda bigger than the previous one but just as pretty maybe a little more prettier. I wish I could just stay in one of those holiday homes with a nice book and a cup of coffee. That would be my goal for now. Buy a nice little cottage and just read.

Next stop: Nainital; Mission: Shopping, shopping and more shopping. Till this point in our trip we were nicely enjoying the ride and playing all touristy but once we hit Nainital, the shopaholic was back in action. We went to the Tibetan market and kept buying baubles for almost two hours non-stop. It was a fitting end I suppose. We finally had an early dinner in Hard Rock Café ( not the real one) and then found ourselves another taxi to go back.

This trip was just what we needed. We made a promise we will come back to this place every year for the concert. Hope the plan works out.
That’s all for now, Cheers!