
Coonoor, Tamil Nadu, India
Having made our way through the Wellington Cantonment, we headed towards Coonoor. Like Ooty, it, too, is a hill station, popularised by the sweltering British

Having made our way through the Wellington Cantonment, we headed towards Coonoor. Like Ooty, it, too, is a hill station, popularised by the sweltering British

I’ve long had a fascination for military bases. There’s something about a community of people working together for a shared cause, in a shared community,

Ever since we started talking about visiting India, I’d been looking forward to seeing the hill stations, those mountain towns where the British retreated to,

Our train was 30 minutes later getting in to Coimbatore. At various stages in what was to be a 5-hour journey, we had been an

This was my fourth visit to Bengaluru (formerly known as Bangalore), and again, the city has changed. My last visit was 10 years ago, when

Sunday dawned. We decided to catch up with the world outside and stay put for the morning. After himself had his first-ever ayurvedic massage (he’s

We’d arranged with Deepak to pick us up at 9 am from our hotel to head up to the Chamundi Hills to the Chamundeshwari Temple where

The 5-hour train journey from Chennai to Mysuru (formerly Mysore) was pretty uneventful. We were travelling in executive class, a far cry from what I’d

From what I recall (it was in my pre-blogging days), the last time I was in Chennai was 2005, 20 years ago. It was a

So many visitors to Istanbul, some enjoying the free overnight stay courtesy of Turkish Airlines, stick to the main attractions – the Blue Mosque, the