Semana Santa in Andalucia is an amazing experience and so much about Spanish culture and pageantry, as it is about religion
Life on a Beach – A Different Kind of Long COVID
Rosie with the beautifully pierced ears. I counted 11 although she told me there were 8. Orphaned at 10 years somewhere near Hubli, home for Rosie ever since has been the beaches of Goa where she peddles her wares. Necklaces…
SPINNING LAVASH IN ARMENIA
Was it when I found myself in the home of a village family, resolutely trying to flip a Lavash as it made its journey in the air from one hand to another? Or was it when, for the first time…
Christmas Cheer in Jinja
Streaks of colour whizzed past us, in striking contrast to the reddish-brown sandy background that had even lent their colour to the leaves on the trees. It was hot and dry outdoors, but a fascinating ride as we made our…
Market Movers and Shakers
As the woman bent her head low over her vegetables to be blessed by the man in a fedora hat, the irony of it was not lost on me. This was after all Ima Keithel, believed to be the largest…
Georgetown, Texas And A Sky of Kindness
Back in my hotel room as I slowly took one more whiff of the understated, yet exquisite, perfume that the store owner of OoLala had dabbed gently onto the insides of my wrist, I thought of my first day in…
A Book of Ruth in Uganda
It is many years since our wedding and as I write this, my memories travel back to the beautiful rendition of the Song of Ruth two friends sang at our church service. A song that speaks of faith, friendship, loyalty…
When the Visa Application is The Journey
There could not have been a more dramatic start to a family holiday. I was at the doorstep of the Embassy of Romania in Delhi on the dot of 12 noon, picked up our four visa-stamped passports, heaved a combined…
The Once Upon a Time Great Indian Train Ride
Roast chicken and caramel custard. My earliest memory of an Indian train journey was in a first class compartment fitted with a stainless-steel basin, where three-course English dinners were served. It was also where my brother was forced to give…
With a Book, Camera and Toothbrush: Female, Solo and Baggageless in Phnom Penh
I should have trusted my instincts…after all these were two very different connecting carriers, one a full-service airline and the other a low-cost airline. But the lady at the airline check-in counter assured me that my luggage would be checked…