Perspectives...

So I have bitched about Paris enough I feel. Yes the road to France was not easy but the destination should not bear the brunt of less than pleasant travel. The truth is that I fell in love...there is something in the air. I am not for cliches but now I realize why it is a cliche. It makes you feel like you belong...or rather She. Paris has to be a girl...a sensuously innocent girl who has a vintage style. The beauty of this city cannot be described in a post of this blog...and I will not make an attempt and insult Paris.  I  I am usually very homesick when I am on vacations and want to get back to my couch and books! But it was a different story here..I really wanted to see it. Every nook and corner, every palace, every Jardin or garden has a story to tell. Paris wants to talk to you...more like a conversation than chat but she wants you to be involved in her conversation...with a cafe au lait and crossiant !When I left Paris, I felt like I am leav...

27 May, 2012 Our first impressions were rather disappointing. I don't know if it was the city or if it was the worst travel experience that we have had in our lives. We had a cancelled flight which was easy to figure out from my previous post, but then I had the most bizarre flight experience in the new connecting flight to Heathrow, which was 2 hours late. N and I did not get seats next to each other and the flight attended shouted at us for requesting for it....it was ironical that he was of Indian descent....I wonder if he would have spoken like that if we were white skinned. Anyhow, I am digressing again. We missed our connecting flight to Paris but were rescheduled for the next flight which was 4 hours away. That just meant that we just lost one whole day of planned activities in Paris. We kept going because we didn't want to ruin this trip....even though things didn't seem to work in our favor at all. Finally we reached Paris at 8pm, 13 hours after we were suppo...

I wrote quite a bit on our France trip...starting to gather the pages and putting them on the cloud... 31st May, 2012 Oh the Paris dreams! I knew it was not easy to reach Paris....and I am still not there. Stuck in the rigmarole of cancelled planes, delayed connections....we are now waiting at the London Heathrow airport. Much less grand than I thought it would be....reminds me of India but Indian metropolitan airports look much better now in comparison....but I am digressing now. It's funny that I saw this advertising board which said “every stop is a step forward". This was when we were at the Washington airport and the news that our flight to Paris has been just cancelled, was broken to us. That's it...no reasons, no explanations....just that it is cancelled. So we were given a connection via London which would help us get to Paris before our night tour at the seine river starts at 6pm. But alas....the domino effect or some other effect that I can't re...

When I was a little girl, I knew Paris to be a place that(may be) looks like heaven. In my adolescence when I was being eaten up alive by the Mills and Boon novels and I spent every waking moment reading a romantic/semi raunchy book, I knew Paris to be a place where extremely good looking men and women come from, which only corroborated the fact that it cannot be for real. My mom spoke of the movie "An Evening in Paris" quite often with much gusto. And as an evidence of her enthusiasm, she would hum a few lines from the title song....with extra aaaas in Paris....And Evening in Paaaaaris! Ah those were the days... So today, as I pack my bags to take the flight to Paris in the evening, its only natural that I feel surreal about it. Many people have asked me over the last few days...excited?. And then I ask myself the same question...excited? I am not excited. I am happy about this trip...really happy. Its much bigger than we thought it would be and the fact that we ar...