Traveling Pants

Disclaimer : Whatever you have heard about Amsterdam is all true, so put those rumours to rest. This is not a place for faint-hearted. And if you are brave enough the find your self with its city walls, there is one simple rule - whatever happens in Amsterdam, stays in Amsterdam! You will see, hear and experience things that you won't otherwise in your mundane daily life (unless you are Tony Montana reincarnation, and in that case, may I have your number? ;) ), so unless you have a stomach for it..do me a favor and cancel this page immediately. The rest of you, walk through with me. Lets know the city! Welcome to the sin-city of Europe where the girls are pretty and the coffeeshops are better than your local Starbucks, with 800,000 people and 900,000 bicycles (20,000 of them recovered every year from the canal).. Amsterdam truly lives by its motto -   Leef en Laat Leven  (Live and Let Live). The freedom and openness the city offers is quite an eyeopener for our myopic view

What do you do when at the throes of summer RyanAir decides to give an interesting offer to one of the most beautiful cities of the world ? You simply pack your bag and go. Even better when accompanied by like-minded travellers. So thats how me and two of my friends found ourselves last weekend at the Reus airport, dazed and confused by the splendid Spanish sun. Only to find out that on weekends, the shuttle bus to Barcelona is as regular as rain in the Sahara.  But once I m in holiday-mode, waiting seems to be the least of my problems. As time went by, more and more tourists around the world flocked in. Some played music, some danced, a bunch of school kids started skateboarding, and the rest of us started sharing our travel stories. This is what I like about traveling, you are never alone. In your journey you will always end up meeting similar travellers who also got lost in a country where they don't understand a single word. Life becomes a series of interesting guesses, an

Goa. People all over the world come here searching for something - to find a new home, to satisfy an unfulfilled dream, or to frolic in newfound experience. I was in my pursuit of sensorial pleasure and Goa heightened it with culture, history, architecture and food - even though its the beach parties and the nightclubs that hold a prime place for many in the Goan scheme of things. It feels great to know that you are in a place with multifarious options to feed your soul. I was lull into a state of Zen perfection-lazy evenings filled with simple laughter and camaraderie. Just looking at the pics above makes me smile. Interestingly, my gourmet trail was awash with surprises, and it was not just the culinary kind. I want to raise a toast to appetizing ambiences that made the meals perfect. Sit on a candle-lit beach table, kick-back with a refreshing drink and distinctive food, drumming your fingers to the tunes of masters like Pink Floyd, or the live music of avant-garde local