As the harsh winter takes leave and makes way for spring, connecting with nature becomes much more delightful. My daily walks are now much slower, longer and gratifying as I stand and smell the proverbial roses.
Marzipan Museum in Luebeck During my first University excursion, strolling on the damp streets of Luebeck, trying to digest all the information I gathered about the queen of Hanseatic cities, I first discovered Marzipan. “You must have heard of the famous Niederegger Marzipan”, my guide, a proud local, bragged. “Here’s the Marzipan museum”, pointing at, […]
Hamburg is the prettiest metropolitan city I’ve ever lived in. I spend most of my time craning my neck admiring the gorgeous architecture in different styles that makes up this stunning Hanseatic city.
Amidst the quintessential chaos of a sought-after city, Berlin shines as bright as the midday sun. Once a war-torn capital speaks volumes to all those who listen. Even if you are averse to cities, Berlin, infused with so much history, culture and art scene can make you think differently about cities.
During my initial days of solo traveling, I should have used some tips for traveling in Europe. However, I didn’t make an effort, therefore, spent half of my time getting lost and the other half finding places I wished to visit. And then it was time to leave.
I rediscovered the pleasure of rainy day traveling while the Sylt presented itself in its typical mood: rainy, gray and chilly.
I strolled on the glistening, empty streets, skipping puddles. Took in the sight of the city drop pearls of rain.
Luebeck was the first German city to be attacked, as Hitler was getting ready to invade United Kingdom. It’s unfair, for Luebeckers were anti-Nazi.
I feel grateful and privileged beyond words to be part of such a beautiful planet, perhaps the best place in the universe. For enduring pain inflicted and yet being ever so kind and loving.
Here are some pictures of the Berlin wall-East Side Gallery.
When my university announced an excursion, a day in the town of rum aka Flensburg, I imagined a noisy factory with soiled, scandalous looking, reeking men working underground. The brewery actually had minimal manual labor with tanks the size of Eiffel tower and a data centre to monitor the whole process.