Sunday, October 22, 2017

Belgium


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Prologue: 
Belgium was the first new European country I visited after moving to Netherlands in March this year, and since then ended up visiting this fabulous country of Beer, Chocolates and Fries, three times already;
Brussels – Day Trip with Geet – April 14
Antwerp – Day Trip with Geet, Mom, Jeethu and Soha – August 13
Bruges – Weekend Trip with Geet and her parents – September 23, 24

Main: 
Let’s change the template and go with highlights of each city this time:

Brussels:

Starting with the capital only because it’s the biggest and most visited of the Belgium cities, although in my view, if you have a choice to visit just one city, it should be Bruges. But more about this fabulous place a little later.

At Brussels, the first place to visit is the St Micheals church right outside the train station. Quite a serene place to walk around. From here you could walk to the Grand Place or Grote Markt where there is a bustling square surrounded by spectacular buildings.

Squares like this are quite ubiquitous around the big cities of Europe, but few as impressive. One wonders how this place might have looked back in the 10th century when it first came up.

Walking further, you reach one of the most visited statues of the world; Manekin Piss. History states that the King promised to sculpt a statue in the exact form his missing son would be found in, and since he was found taking a leak, the sculpture took this form that now symbolizes Brussels and even Belgium as a whole, given the number of magnets and other souvenirs replicating this statue.


The biggest surprise of all is the tiny size of this world famous statue, that you could almost miss in the middle of a crowded square. But it is still worth seeing, at least for the famous Belgium waffles and cream that you find in droves right around this statue. Some stores have long queues, but you could honestly buy one from anywhere as they are all warm, fresh and delicious.

One thing to keep in mind about this spot is that a search for the Tintin museum on Google leads to a wall painting of Tintin right near the Mannekin Piss. However, it’s just a wall and not the actual Herge museum which is situated on the outskirts of Brussels and requires a fair commitment on time to visit.

Another place that’s a little far but still worth visiting is Mini-World. We went here with Geet’s parents as this place has apparently been featured in many Telugu movies, and it was quite entertaining to see the mini versions of so many famous building we know. My personal favourite was the Sacre Cour. Never realized the building was that huge and impressive until I saw the mini version of it.


Antwerp:

The 2nd big city of Belgium following Brussels, and home to diamond manufacturers around the world. The plethora of diamond stores is quite overwhelming from the moment you step out of the train station. However, shopping from here is quite foolhardy as we walked into one store, asked for the price, and just while walking out, the lady dropped the original price by 50%!

So you can just imagine what margins and what authenticity these high value items may be. Its best to purchase from a place you already know, or visit one of these stores with someone who knows these areas well.

As a city though, Antwerp is very similar to Brussels. There’s again a huge square that attracts most of the crowd, and the interesting thing here is that there is always some activity or the other. The first time we visited, there was a Gay Parade and the square was transformed into an open air auditorium with drag queens performing on stage. The second time, there was an entire obstacle course set up with Belaey bike trials happening around them.

So culturally, Antwerp seems to have more of the action.

There are some other nice places to walk around as well; a view of the river, a palace that looks straight out of the fairy tale books and tiny cobble street lanes where you would suddenly spot a horse ridden carriage transporting you centuries back like the images you see in flashback scenes of Hollywood movies. 

Bruges:

In typical last but not least style, this is Bruges, pronounced “Bruugghe” by the Dutch and “Bruush” by the English.

Some important things to keep in mind here. The accommodation in Bruges town is fairly limited, and if you don’t find anything here, it seems tempting to stay in the nearby town of Ghent or closer to the beach in the Middelkerk area. Both are terrible ideas!
Ghent is just another town and Middelkerk accommodations are not exactly beach facing. So there isn’t much to see in these places, and you are left driving all the way to Bruges, which is a reasonable distance away, giving you limited time and energy to even check that place out properly.

So yes, trying to book early, or spending more to find a place right within Bruges is quite essential.
And once here, simply just walk around the old town surrounded by beautiful castles and canals, and just that is blissful.

Saturday, July 8, 2017

PS: Amsterdam

Saturday 
Airport pick. Drive to Scheveningen. Couldn't spot Blue Lagoon. Ate at Zanzibar instead. Terrible food. Fried sardines, chicken skewer and veg toast. Only skewer good coz of the thick peanut sauce used. 
Long beach. Long pier. With bungy and Ferris wheel. Couple of women topless. But mostly family beach. With lots of facilities for kids. Like trampolines. 
Drive home. Quick nap. Tea. Dropped car back at airport. Drive to Amsterdam to watch some windows, have a smoke and drink. Wok to walk for dinner on the train back. 

Sunday
Watched a little of Pakistan batting against India in ICC cricket finals. Ate food Geet prepared over last few days as brunch. Walked to Ashwani's house for catch up and wine. Got late for waterbus to Kinderdijk and had to take the stopover one rather than direct one available at 2:30. 
Rented cycles and checked out the UNESCO windmills while making GoPro video. Too late for return waterbus and hence took regular bus which took an hour vs 30 mins waterbus. 
Walked to Witte de with. Smoked by canal. Called MN FaceTime and had a nice talk. Dinner at Vivu. Best waitress ever. Great food once again. 

Monday
Couldn't wake up. Decided to work from home. Geet made Poha and went to work. Stunning energy. PS visited Zandvoort and experienced nude beach. We met them at Amsterdam in the evening. Another Wok. Show with S that even girls should have watched. Large fries from Mannekin Piss that never got over. P shouts as me to stop eating in train as I was over stuffing myself. Told her to have shouted a bit earlier as I needed someone else to tell me to stop. 

Observed similarities between guys and girls throughout. 

Girls say something. Guys barely hear. 
Girls ask to check out a girl on the street. Guys turn immediately. S nearly sprained his neck. 
Guys watching show. But worried about girls and leave early. Girls chatting and not even realising time pass or guys missing. 

Guys get one answer right and overjoyed. Coz rarely do they get something right against the girl. 

Sunday, July 2, 2017

Croatia

My Country #25, and I’ve decided to go with brevity, and diving straight into the highlights of the place:

Gorge on Olives, in every form, be it oil or fresh, green or brown, small or big, in as many places as you can them, over bread or pasta, in starters or main course – they’re incredible!

Do the tours, be it the GOT tour of Dubrovnik or the City tour of Split. They are inexpensive and entertaining as they are usually conducted by students looking to make some pocket money.

Visit Split, the town that gives access to most of the famous islands of Croatia, and where you get some 3rd century living lifestyle, with palm trees on the promenade that weren’t indigenous to the land, but planted many centuries back to lure tourists into thinking they have reached the tropical south during the harsh winters of the north

Visit Dubrovnik, if you’re simply a GOT fan. Just cannot be disappointed seeing all those locations of Kings Landing, Backwater bay, Baroque staircase with the walk of shame, House of undying, the list can go on

Visit Klis Fortress - north of Split, where the city of Meereen exteriors were filmed.

Try out the two popular beers; "Karlovačko" and "Ožujsko”. The latter is better on draft only.

Eat at these places:









 

 




Paris #3

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Third time lucky has never meant as much as it probably did for this third visit to Paris; you could argue the ‘luck’, but definitely the most eventful and best trips of this year for me.


June 1

The journey from Rotterdam to Paris; 4 hour train, searching for the correct one of five IBIS around Gare du Nord station, sleepless night, was all actually incredible given the best phone conversations in a long time.
June 2

My first visit to an Ice Cream factory in a little ghost town called St Dizer in France. Thoroughly enjoyed the day. So much to learn. It was all going smooth, until the train at 3pm I boarded to take me back to Paris. Instead of reaching Paris by 7pm and having sufficient time to check in to the Hilton Orly hotel where I’d booked accommodation for the next 2 nights, and picking Geet from the Orly airport where she was to land at 10pm, my journey instead stretched all the way to 2am!

By this time, Geet found her way, checked in and passed out in the hotel, while I was ensuring my arduous journey remained as excited as possible by staying occupied with a complex excel file on my laptop and continued conversations on phone.

The delay was caused by a train breakdown on the SD-Paris line, which stalled all trains on that line from 3pm to 10pm. It was a good experience though, as I got to witness the SNCF task force in action, supplying food for all the people, giving out blankets when it started to get cold, and even checking if we need taxis once we reach Paris.

I was also chatting with one fellow passenger who couldn’t speak any English, and we were exchanging notes through Google translate. He helped translate what some of the SNCF personnel were saying in French, and told me to get on a particular train by 10pm that was supposed to start to Paris.

I was sitting in one cabin that was entirely for me, and thankfully one SNCF personnel came up to me to say that it isn’t this, but the train on the next platform that would head to Paris. So I immediately rushed there, only to witness this train doing an engine start-stop for a whole hour before it began to move.

Finally we started on our way at 11pm, and within 15mins, the train stopped again. All the passengers began to groan thinking their ordeal is only going to continue, but thankfully, the stop wasn’t for too long, and the train resumed again.

Fighting the urge to sleep, given the previous night was also sleepless, I somehow made it to Paris by 2am and boarded a taxi with the 40Euro vouchers that were handed out at the station to take me to Orly Hilton.

Once I got to the Hotel, I spent about 15 minutes outside the door, first trying to knock, then call Geet, who just wouldn’t respond, then go down to pick an alternate key that wouldn’t work. By this time it was getting really hard to continue treating the entire experience as an adventure more than an ordeal. Finally, with some really loud bangs on the door that was sure to wake up the people in the neighbouring rooms, Geet finally opens and door and allows me the evasive horizontal bed I was craving for.


June 3

Had to wake up early to make it for our first ever Tennis Grand Slam, the Roland Garros, but given the fatigue, only made it to the stadium by 10am, after the first game was halfway through.

Starting off with some tips to ensure a better experience than what we went through:

1.Track and book tickets in wave 1 itself. Wave 2 gets expensive and limited on Round 4 and upward availability

2.Round 4 matches that fall on first Sunday of the 2 week tournament offer the best price/value/holiday tickets for the big star matches

3.Choose Philip Chartier over Suzanne Lenglen court. Higher probability of big star matches here

4.Draft beer is the only alcohol available at the Bar Lounge and makes the best place to dine and refresh during the day here

5.Be prepared for rain. Always a probability of this happening during the match days

 

Now coming to the day spent there. The seats were honestly perfect. A little lower and closer to the grounds may have been better, but these were nearly exactly the view you get on the TV and made it awesome.

One peculiar thing about the spectators here are the slogans they have. One is a form of "alle" and the other a type of trumpet noise. Both these keep popping up in different parts of the court and keep the mood festive all through.

While a lot of people visit the store here to purchase souvenirs in spite of their hefty cost, that translates even food and everything you purchase at the grounds, we decided not to as our souvenir was the photo we managed to take with Leander Paes. If it wasn't for Geet, that may have never happened. She even met Sania later on. She was just saying she wished she saw Sania too, and there pops Sania in front of her. Some luck she's got. And I ended up spilling whipped all over my shorts and shoes while entering the stadium. Seemed like all the luck has just completed tilted to her side.

Luck favoured during the match as well, where the rains literally waited for the Wawrinka match to conclude and then came pouring down. So we got to see the entire match before leaving, and it was really entertaining because the opponent was Fabio Fegnini who looked more like a Kung Fu fighter with dragon painting on the back of his shirt and skull logo on bandana and shirt front.

He was just pure talent and attitude and nearly nabbed the first set. But just couldn't keep it up and lost quite simply in three sets to Wawrinka.

Overall the entire experience was really phenomenal. Just like Leander said when we met him, "enjoy the French".


June 4

Another early start to catch the bus to Le Mans to meet the very pregnant Sony and Fred. Now this was the highlight of the trip, the part where it finally felt like a holiday, not just for this trip, but probably for all the ones I’ve been on this year, because for the first time, I actually got to ‘relax’.

The Flixbus journey was 4 hours long, but thankfully not very painful as we managed to sleep through most of it. Fred picked us up from the very uninhabited Le Mans bus stop to take us to his cute little place with a lovely attic and even prettier backyard.

However, the best part of his house was the fact that his family was visiting, and we got a chance to interact with all of them, and literally live the life of a French family for a whole day.

So we started with lunch once we met them, and realized how important dining is to them. They start with aperitif, which is a choice of wine paired with cheese, bread and olives. Then they move to starters; more bread and cheese. Then the main course, which was sea food pasta that Sony very quickly whipped up which was topped with Rocket leaves that Sony’s MIL picked from her own garden in Brittany. Then there was the digestive, which was salad, and finally the dessert, mango cheese cake MIL had prepared, which was simply gorgeous.

After the hale and hearty lunch, we both just passed out, and this was my best midday nap in a very long time. Woke up to realize we were late in preparing dinner for the family, as we’d planned Indian for them. So all of us got to working super fast in the kitchen, and whipped up Chicken, Spinach, Cholle, Fried Rice and Raitha in record time that the entire family actually seemed to enjoy.

They did keep themselves quite occupied though while we were cooking, by breaking into a song every now and then. Marie’s boyfriend was a really good singer and guitarist, and he would start off something that the rest of the family would immediately pick up. It was really interesting to witness all of this.

Then at night, I was lying down reading Tintin. The quaint little room with one window that opened up to the garden below and a starlight sky with the moon taking absolute center stage, offered the perfect setting to drift away with my favourite childhood comic. And yes, this was the moment ‘relax’ peaked.

 

June 5

Quick breakfast followed a visit to a garage sale nearby where I managed to pick 2 fighting Kung Fu panda toys. Bid adieu to Fred’s family, did some shopping (processed flavoured cheese and canned ducks, the usual favourte from France we used to get in the past as well) and soon on the long journey back from Le Mans to Paris to Amsterdam to Rotterdam.

Thankfully no adventure on the way back. Guess it was all completed on the onward journey, and came back feeling quite accomplished. Work, Match, Family.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Easter in Belgium-Germany

Friday, April 14

Easter weekend is usually a great time to make a trip, and this time the plan was a road trip to Rothenburg with Murtuz, Nafisa and Yahyah.

However, since they were free only from Saturday onwards, Geet and I decided to make the most of the Good Friday by making a day trip to Brussels in Belgium.

We started off early by hitting the Rotterdam bus stand by 7:30, only to realize that the bus tickets when purchased on the spot is ~20% higher than online. So we decided to skip the bus and find a train, only to then realize that we were spending the same amount of money as the higher bus fare, and also the same amount of time on the train. Of course, the comfort factor was the only positive, and made it to Brussels city center by 10am.

Spent the day walking around the city, first to St Micheals cathedral, then around the Codenburg palace, then the square in front of the Royal Palace, and finally to Manekkin Piss, the famous statue that is no taller than a foot.

En route Geet picked up her favourite Belgian waffle with cream, strawberries, banana and chocolate, and was zoned out eating it with the statue towards her back.

We then had lunch at a bistro called ‘The Sisters’ where there were over 50 different types of beers that were organic and served by a very pregnant lady!

I very much wanted to visit the Tintin museum, only to find that it is 30km away from Brussels, so we made do with the Comin Book museum in Brussels itself, following which we sat at the town square gorging on Belgian Frites this time with a musician crooning in the background.

Got back in a Flixbus that I booked online this time to save some money, and it was actually a comfortable ride with wifi on board that made the journey just as peaceful as the train ride in the morning.

 

Saturday, April 15

Started the day around 10am when we caught the Intercity from Rotterdam to Amsterfoot where Murtuz picked us in his hybrid Passat to begin our journey towards Rothenburg.

We made one stop at Cologne for lunch and finally hit the beautiful city of Rothenburg only by 6pm and checked in to Pension Hofmann-Schmölzer.

Now this is a fully walled city where the architecture inside have stood the test of time since the 15th century. We took a tour around the city with the night watchman who regaled us with tales of how Rothenburg fell right at the crossing between the north-south and the east-west trade routes of ancient Europe, making it a prosperous town that eventually fell to the plague in the 17th century, only to be resurrected for tourism in the 20th century.

It was poverty that ensured its prosperity today.

Closed out the day with dinner at Am weissen Turm Die Wuwi which happened to be one of the few places open in this little city beyond 9pm where we thankfully got a cozy little corner table where Yahyah could spread his little wings and run around.

We ordered a Flamkuchen here among soups and burgers, which was a dish that seemed to be the German cousin to the Italian Pizza.

 

Sunday, April 16

Began the day with a heavy breakfast that was complimentary at the hotel, followed by a long winding walk around the city till we broke for lunch at a Pizzeria given a restaurant we really wanted to visit, Alter Keller, was completely occupied for lunch.

We climbed on top of the city square tower to take in a panoramic view of the old town, which was probably the bravest thing Geet's done to date, followed by a slow walk along the walls of the city.

Finally ended the day with dinner, this time at Alter Keller, where we experimented with Asparagus soup and Cheese noodle.

 

Monday, April 17

Drove north along the Romantic Strasse that Rothenburg was a part of for a while till I took over the reins of the car and drove the last 288km till we got home.

This part of the journey was unbelievable as I pretty much just used my fingers through the trip, with adaptive cruise control on board.