Early morning in Ubud. My complimentary breakfast (it always looks up at me, winks suggestively and says something like “Who’s a pretty boy then” or “lookin’ good this morning Tiger”) wasn’t ready just yet. So I stumbled onto the footpath of the Main Street to see what I could see. This is what I saw. […]Read More Ubud 7 am
Banyuwangi, unlike Krakatoa, actually East of Java….well…..Far eastern Java anyway. Let’s see, our last sight of Java was Ronnie, the Sunglasses King. Nice guy. The Customs Guy gave us a cheery thumbs up, though arguably technically not. More a fist really. Yes. Let’s face it. He was giving us the fist. I looked deeply […]Read More The Boat to Bali
Lets get get one thing straight, we’re albino Bengalis not bang bang kokolees but man oh man what a show Bangkok is turning on for us. But before we settle down with a Chang Lager and Dum sim here is the great Betty Chung’s bang bang. OK, she’s not Thai but we’re all Asian in […]Read More Bang Bang
We’re very excited to be heading to the Kolkata International Photography Festival. En route, on Rash Bihari we meet this elegant lady and amicable priest. Bengalis love a great demo. But also stop to smell the flowers. A quick coffee. Then we plunge into the Museum, one of several campuses (or should it be campi […]Read More Kolkata International Photography Festival
But…somehow…like…TOTALLY around the bend. ‘Read More Just down the corner
We have revisited Varanasi and come to the beginning of the end for this trip. For our retirement it’s just the end of the beginning and there could be no more magical place to contemplate these conundrums of time and space than Varanasi. This Holy City is the Hindu’s Jerusalem, Rome or Mecca. To a […]Read More Varanasi Alleys & Ghats
Goa is beautiful. Rich, layered cultures overlapping, beaches lapping at palm fringed shores, we lazing on the beach, eating fresh fresh fish to our hearts’ content, gazing about sleepily at spectacular sunsets.Read More Goan…Goan…Gone !
When Brahma dropped a lotus from the sky it fell on Pushkar and created a sacred lake hemmed in by desert and mountains, a lake ringed by wonderfully scenic ghats now sadly over populated by predatory priests, persistently pugnacious and pointedly pertinaceous pundits who attempt with all their might to further confuse the already thin […]Read More Pushkar 1
Reg Mombassa and Timothy Leary decided to get together as interior decorators. Their masterpiece is our room at The Pearl Palace Jaipur – The (Under)Lake Palace. Those twinkling lights we missed in Mandawa are on our ceiling. Little round mirrors that sparkle and wink when you look up, surrounded by a border of algaed ferns. And […]Read More I’d like to be under the sea in an Octopus’s garden….