Bedazzled in Barcelona

Kowie’s Paradigm, again Last winter, we had to make a perverse choice: of staying 3 days EITHER in Madrid OR Barcelona. Both cities are irresistibly charming — only an idiot’s travel plan would create such a terrible dilemma: we were the idiots! Ultimately, (after a big swig of antacids) we chose Barcelona. On our first…

In Vienna, in search of Strauss

Willkommen in Wien We decided to go from Prague to Vienna by car. For one thing, it was cheaper than buying 5 air-tickets; for another, the taxi was a door-to-door service. The highway was excellent and the scenery was worth every Koruna — Our drive was like a LIVE version of Fast & Furious or…

Two nights in Prague

Mea Culpa NOoo, this is not an account of my sexcapades in Prague! Sorry about the misleading title. It is merely a sequel to my travelogue of Old Prague (Please read Prague: The Bohemians are hardly Bohemian!). You see, I had (stupidly) imagined that Prague would be a boring communist place. Here is my prayaschitta,…

Prague: The Bohemians are hardly Bohemian!

Why Prague? Prague is the biggest city in the Czech province of Bohemia, but it was never on our priority list. After all  in common English, a Bohemian is a freaky non-conformist. So, when my Brother-in-law proposed a 2-day family trip, we asked “what could this place offer a genteel tourist?”. Yet, we reluctantly agreed,…

My Grand-Uncle & the Great Sea-Bridge

Our first engineer When I was a little boy, my soft-spoken Mama-Thatha # often visited my Grandmother. Yet I hardly knew Sundaram Mama: he belonged to the 19th century, and I to the 20th century, so what could be common between us? Why, I didn’t even know what he used to do for a living!…