Sunday, October 22, 2017

Belgium


Food links:

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

Video links:
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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.

Saturday, August 27, 2016

Greece

 

 
One of the oldest civilizations, home to our favourite mythological characters, birth place of the Olympics, and now the most struggling of all economies in Europe.

Still a great travel destination, and our first cabbie in Athens pointed out, nearly 30mn visitors were expected in 2016. However, the disappointing thing for me when I began my research was that people seemed to travel to the beaches here rather than the historical monuments.

That was just sad, and I decided to ensure my travel would cover more landmarks than just the beaches and islands, and we spent 2 days in Athens doing just that, and the remaining 7... well, back at the beach! Not just because I succumbed to being another tourist, but because 2 days is more than enough to cover most of the historical monuments left to see in Greece!

Anyway, here go some tips before I dive into another travel tome.

Tips

1.       Withdraw cash. Many places in Europe accept cards and there's barely any need to pay in cash, but in Greece and especially on the islands, cash is sometimes the only mode of payment. 

2.       If you need to prioritize the islands, do Mykonos instead of Santorini. Not many people would suggest this as Santorini is world famous, but with similar sunset views, prettier walk ways, and far lesser crowd to guarantee clutter free photography, Mykonos is a much better option. Of course, the party scene is always an added advantage with Mykonos. 

3.       There are 2 popular ferries in Greece that get you to these islands, Hellenic and Seajet. Not many people will say this again, but Seajet is far better. Ship is more stable ensuring you don't fall sea sick, club class is more spacious, with a table in between seats giving you have enough space to leave your things around, an open deck to enjoy the seaside breeze, and most importantly, for me at least, ample big screen TVs to catch shows like Olympics from even the economy seats if required. 

4.       There are flights that sometimes even work cheaper than the ferries, but somehow the ferries are just more fun, and very well-coordinated, leaving you fairly content with the travel.

5.       While you can hire a car and drive around with an Indian license, it’s completely avoidable given the tiny streets that you would need to negotiate on the islands and their exorbitant rental charges that are completely unnecessary when there are ample buses and local shuttle services available.

6.       While Ouzo is what everyone will tell you to have in Greece, don't miss the Sangria as they are made from the Santorini wine which has a unique lava flavour making it far delicious than the ones you get even in Spain. 

7.       Dive straight into the Gyros and the Souvlaki the first place you see it. National dishes of Greece! In Santorini, don’t miss the local favourites; Fava and the fried Tomato/Zucchini balls. While fine dining, try the Mousaka or the Pistatio. Everything else is not necessarily Greek and sometimes you can get lucky, other times it’s a waste of money.

 

Aug 13

Certainly a nice date to begin the travel, we started with absolutely no sleep on Friday night given I was organizing Geetu’s farewell that evening, and then had to report at the airport by 1am. We landed at our transit destination Doha by 5am local time and spent the next 9 hours there till we boarded the flight to Athens.

There is an Airport Hotel and lots of lounges to catch some sleep, but Qatar wouldn't provide complimentary accommodation although they are supposed to for flights with longer than 8 hour transit times as the flights we booked are apparently "promotional fares", and we didn’t want to spend about 7k INR per person for just those few hours.

So we parked ourselves at the cafeteria where Mithu, one of Geet’s friends who worked at the Doha airport (yes, she really does have friends all over the place), caught up with us by about 7am just as we were finishing our morning coffee.

While we chatted with him I figured Doha airport was filled with ironies:

1.                   There's unlimited free wifi at the airport operating at a brisk 2 MBPS, but YouTube is banned in Qatar

2.                   All the eateries look really fancy, but even the Croissants weren't fresh – this early in the morning!

3.                   There’s a Burger King that serves the Whopper just like the ones you see internationally, but the bacon is made of Turkey.. no guesses for what’s banned here in Qatar

We caught up with Jeeth, Sachin and Soha who landed at 12 and time flew faster after this with all of us playing with Soha. Once we boarded the next flight, I caught the Safety Briefing video on the Qatar Airline which was the only thing I managed to stay awake for, as I was trying to make up for lost sleep in both legs of the flight. The Briefing video was one of the most entertaining I’ve seen as well as they used the Barcelona football team sponsorship to full effect in making the video.

We finally landed at 7pm in Athens and boarded Taxi’s to get to Acropolis. Jeethu, Soha, Mom and me in one cab and Sachin Geet in the other. Our cabbie was one of those grumpy old folk probably responsible for the situation Greece is in, and first he couldn’t locate the house, and next made a supremely big fuss when I realized it was Dollars I was carrying that Jeeth asked me to pick from Bangalore and not Euros, requiring us to find an ATM and withdraw money for him.

Anyway, some extra money always shuts people up, and soon we checked into our cozy B&B at Athens. This was a 1BHK where a wardrobe in the hall would transform into a bed giving exactly the space required for 5 adults to sleep, including the sofa in the hall.

It was a nice clean place with a fully functional kitchen that I put to good use, experimenting even with the baking oven for the first time, and a tiny balcony where Soha would always want me to take her out to.

Naomi our caretaker here gave us a detailed download of things to do, and her words of advice manifested to some of the best moments we had in Athens.

Sachin and I located the convenience store she mentioned close to the place and got ourselves our first Greek drinks – Mythos beer and Ouzo. We then went hunting to parcel some food and actually chanced upon a Bengali Indian running a store serving burgers and sandwiches. Somehow we find our kind all over the place, and our trip was barely even starting!

 

Aug 14

In spite of 6 people in the house including Soha, we actually managed to leave before noon, which was quite an achievement as there have been many times just Geet and I aren’t able to get out by that time when we travel.

We decided to brunch at a place called Yiasemi that Naomi suggested before beginning our visit to the Acropolis and this turned out to be the best meal for the entire trip.

Yiasemi was a cute little place located in a street that’s actually a flight of stairs. So they even have some tables out on the street on those stairs itself. Inside they have one section with a fire place and one outdoor section amidst all the plants. The outdoor area was what we picked giving Soha ample space to move around and had Ouzo, Sangria, an unbelievably tasty potato lasagna with bacon, chicken pie and bruschetta. Everything tasted amazing, especially the Sangra which came with a Cinnamon stick adding an awesome tinge to the subtle ash flavoured Santorini wine.

After completely satiating ourselves, we walked over to Acropolis and left mom behind as Soha was asleep by then and went in to catch the Parthenon, the Propylaia and the Erechtheion.

The Parthenon is the most impressive of the lot, and the destruction it has undergone since its creation way back in the 5th century BC, caused by frequent attacks of the Persians, Christians and the Muslims through the ages is clearly visible.

It’s surreal looking at a building created that far back using limestone marble brought from over 30km away from the Mount Pantela and dragged up the Acropolis plateau to still be standing in spite of going through so much; from being a temple, to a church to a mosque to finally a warehouse for gunpowder that caused the damage you see to it today. It actually seems like a bomb exploded from the inside of the building.

Stories also say there was a 30ft statue of Athena made of Bronze and Gold to who this temple was dedicated to after the interesting myth about the duel between Athena and Poseidon to lay claim on the land that is now Athens with a temple dedicated to her, and today nobody knows where the remnants of that statue may be.

We spent quite of bit of time looking for photos free of people clutter, and finally had to hurry back when Jeeth started getting the feeling that Soha has probably woken up.

We got back home by about 5pm and decided to catch a nap that extended all the way to the next day morning given how sleep deprived we all were.

 

Aug 15

We had croissants for breakfast that I made using the oven from frozen dough balls that I got from the convenience store (best use of the oven ever) and left once again by around noon to catch the remaining monuments around Athens; the Olympieion, and the Panathenaic stadium.

Given it was a Monday, the crowd was far lesser offering us enough time to take a peaceful stroll and a whole bunch of photos. Geet, Sachin and I shot some videos as well, mimicking the Olympians at the Panathenaic stadium which was pretty apt given the actual Olympics was happening simultaneously at Rio.  


We went searching for the restaurant Melilotos after this, another recommendation by Naomi, and while it looked a really nice fine dining restaurant, we just couldn’t get a table there, so walked on a little further and got ourselves introduced to the famous Gyros of Athens and the infamous beggars of Greece who consistently pestered us for the food on the table.

After a satisfactory meal we got back to our rooms and retired early since the next day our ferry was to depart to Mykonos in the wee hours of the morning.

 

Aug 16

Seajets was a really big and impressive looking cruise. There were 2 full levels for parking cars and only the 3rd level for people. We got comfortable seats right in front of a big screen TV in spite of taking Economy Class seats and I caught up on the Olympics highlights that were on.

Once we docked at Mykonos, Geet and I left the rest at a café by the ferry and went to pick up our Nissan Note from a rental called Green Motion near the airport, which was to be our ride for the duration of our stay here.

It took nearly 2 hours to find the store, complete the car pick up formality and get back to the ferry terminal, which left all of them really frustrated, but I guess we made it up with the comfort the car provided for all our remaining trips here.

We checked into Porto Mykonos hotel which we soon found out was the place SRKs Chalte Chalte was filmed, and was a hotel offering amazing locales within the property itself for some really good photos. Geet and I carried our wedding clothes as we hoped to take some photos here and this hotel itself seemed to offer the perfect setting.

Jeeth and Sachin got a nice room right next to the reception from which they got a nice view of the Aegan sea and the Mykonos town. And since the next room was taking time to get ready, we stepped out to catch a bite.

The receptionist recommended Roca but we ended up at Blu Blu next door given they had the same entrance and were immediately sold on the seaview seats of Blu Blu and didn’t really bother looking further. Here we had our first Greek salad of the trip and this turned out to be the only good dish. Fresh veggies with the tastiest feta cheese. Crepes that Jeeth ordered in both chicken and pork was not good as the crepe base was sweet. Sachin and I had Alfa beer after seeing it all over the place. Very regular. Sangria Geet had and was possibly spiked as she felt high with just one glass. Jeeth had pork fillet and that required a lot of cheddar to taste any good. Only good think about the place was that the price was in line with Athens, which was quite unlike rest of Mykonos that charged a near 100% premium on all dishes. 

Once the rest of us completed our check in, we headed out to catch the sunset at Mykonos and this was when I figured driving is really tough in this town coz there is just about enough space for bikes and ATVs that people prefer to rent, leaving barely any room for cars.

I struggled to find parking after dropping the rest near the windmills, and just about managed to catch the sunset, followed by dinner by the beach.

We dined at Nice n Easy restaurant. Typical tourist restaurant that serves dishes high on presentation and low on taste. Baked salmon, chicken fillet and meatballs with basmati rice were all equally terrible. 

After wrapping up dinner, we dropped Jeeth, Soha and Mom home and the rest of us decided to check out the famous clubbing scene of Mykonos. We took a bus to Paradise beach and hit Tropicana first, followed by Super Paradiso. There was only one other club, Cava Paradiso, which we skipped as they were charging an entry of a whopping $50 pax. The other 2 we visited also were fairly sober. It could have been the result of simply being a weekday or the fact that Paris Hilton had apparently visited just the day before, but we definitely found the entire situation to be just a lot of hype.

We did the make the most of it drinking and dancing, and eventually got back home by about 2am.

 

Aug 17

Breakfast at Porto was quite a disappointment. Raw bacon, bland omelet, limited fruit options and machine tea and coffee that all tasted sad.

We had a quick bite and changed into our wedding clothes to use Sachin’s creative skills and the properties portrayal of Greece’s signature white and blue hues.

The caretaker here noticed what we were up to and even opened the chapel that was part of the property for us to pray as well as take some more photos. It was a really kind gesture and we overall managed quite a bit of photos that Geet has been wanting to do for a really long time now.

After this we headed towards the Old Town, which was one of the prettiest streets we’ve seen. The entire place almost looks like a studio set straight out of FTV. We walked all around the place buying stuff and then had lunch at Jimmy Gyro which came highly recommended on Tripadvisor and worth every ounce of effort put in finding the place.  

Tried the Souvlaki for the first time here. They had options in Beef-Lamb, Pork and Chicken. Tried the first 2 as Geet already had her share of Chicken Gyros and they tasted awesome! Perfectly cooked meat with a spice that made it simply outstanding. Topped this with dessert from Happyo which was fresh Greek yogurt with even fresher fruit.
We then drove to a solitary windmill on the road that we may have never really visited if not for the car at our disposal.
Spent some time here and then drove back to our hotel where we dropped the car and immediately left to a place called Salparo as it was on the section of the pier closest to our hotel offering an amazing view of the sunset, and I was tired of driving around in the narrow streets of Mykonos and just wanted to leave the car behind and have a drink peacefully. Turned out I wasn't in much of a mood to drink or eat given the extremely heavy lunch, and so were the rest.

So we just ordered a fried squid and Greek salad with a few beers and wasted half of even that food given the squids tasted terrible. Salparo is not known for its food and people seem to visit just for the sunset view, and squid in Europe is usually not a good idea as it isn't as deep fried as we Indians like.

 

Aug 18

Another morning ferry to Santorini this time, and another trip to the airport to drop the car off before heading out to sea. Everything went like clockwork on this day until we reached Santorini and then it was mayhem.

Santorini is a crowded, tourist heavy, poorly coordinated town. The moment we got off the ferry we were accosted by a travel agent for shuttle service. Not wanting to waste too much time searching for the best price, I agreed to the first guy only to avail the poorest of service after that. First they made us lug our bags all the way to a shuttle outside the port where they loaded our luggage in and even got us seated, then asked us to get down and walk back right where we began to board another shuttle.

Took so much time to finally reach our hotel Maistros Village, but thankfully had a very smooth check-in with one of the friendliest receptionist we’ve met. Jeethu Sachin got a very different looking place once again thanks to Soha. However, this one seemed to be with far fewer benefits than the one Porto offered with a malfunctioning AC and telephone in the room.

Visited Fira towards the evening and caught the sunset of Santorini from here. It was a hat-trick of sunsets for us and probably one of the most and the best we’ve seen on any trip.

Then we walked the Caldera stretch which was again similar to Mykonos Old Town but with the beautiful view of the sea from an elevation that you are offered here. Some shopping followed till we reached the restaurant Argo that came highly recommended for dinner in Fira but was unfortunately booked out and decided to instead dine at neighbouring Italian restaurant Rastoni which offered a similar view and ordered the Moussaka, Pork Seak, and Spaghetti that Geet wiped out. It was the first time we had Moussaka on the trip after just Gyros and Souvlaki everywhere, and it tasted like Lasagne with ground beef.

The waiter there offered Tobasco as a friendly racist gesture assuming Indians like their food spicy as it wasn't part of the sauce set available on the table. That instance apart, the dinner with the view was pretty neat.

 

Aug 19

The breakfast spread here was far better than the one at Mykonos. More options, tastier food, and much better coffee!

The plan was to visit Oia in the day as it tends to get really crowded by evening, and that wasn’t the best of ideas as Oia, very much like Fira is just a Caldera stretch with barely any space to find shelter over your head to save from the blistering heat.

We anyway ended up spending a lot of time with Soha here as she was in a major mood to walk around on her own. Then followed it up with some shopping and some bright light photography, till we decided to break for lunch.

There were a lot of restaurant options in Oia but I went looking for Skala or Ambrosia as they were once again the recommended ones for this area, and settled in Skala once I spotted that. None of us were in the mood for a lot of food given the heavy breakfast we had and that gave me an opportunity to try the famous short eats of Santorini; the Fava and the Fried Tomato Balls. Both of these turned excellent choices as everyone enjoyed them. We topped these with fancy local beers called Yellow Donkey (Blonde ale) and Red Donkey (Pale ale) and very conveniently even spotted the famous donkeys of Santorini pass by just as we had those drinks. 


 
After getting back to our rooms, we caught up with Sindhu’s finals at the Olympics and then hit the swimming pool where even Soha joined for a swim. Post this we decided to get some food from the hotel itself as they were actually pretty good, and Sachin and I just shopped for some liquor from a nearby store.

However, the moment we sat on the bed about to start drinking, both Geet and Soha slept off. So the rest of us just had a few drinks and retired even before the clock struck 12.

We took consolation in the fact that I was wished for my birthday in IST and called it a night with that.

 

Aug 20

One more incredible breakfast at Maistros later, we checked out and boarded our ferry to Athens. It was Hellenic this time instead of Seajet and just not as much fun, but it did come with a shopping stall where mom purchased a bag that she’s been dying to pick from Greece.

Once we hit Athens there was a bit of a delay in locating our B&B as it was in a Commercial area where all the stores were tight shut by 7pm on a Saturday. Man, it was becoming increasingly obvious why the economy is struggling here.

Thankfully, Acropolis was not too far and Mellilotos was in fact the closes of the restaurants that we were still following from Naomi’s list and decided to make that our spot for the birthday dinner cum final meal of the trip.

It took a bit of time for us to get ready and out as Soha was beginning to feel ill and Jeeth was all sorts of worried about her. We somehow managed to step out, and had a classic fine dine experience.

Meliloto would allow more than the required time to decide on our dishes and then serve meals that would come as an ensemble that tastes good only when had together. For example, we had stuffed chicken legs with basmati rice and tomato marmalade. Each of the elements were vapid on its own, but together tasted pretty good. 

We also tried the chicken pasta with mushroom, rib eye steak (our first steak of the trip) and the Fava. All the dishes were fancy for sure, but mediocre on taste. Yiasemi may have been a better choice as we intended to repeat the place from the first time we went there, but given Soha's illness and moms fatigue towards the end of the trip, we just decided on the place closest to our B&B.

However, Melilotos did offer a classic Greek meal and the perfect end to an awesome Greek trip.

It was everything we hoped to experience in this country, and most importantly, a huge tick mark for me in terms of organizing a family trip to an international destination.