Life-changing London . . . |
So I'm back within these four walls that once haunted me. Still a bit frightened, just from the erieness of it all but stronger and clear. The Christy that came here was tested in all aspects and th...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Nov 2008 00:07:00 GMT |
On Travel . . . |
There is a certain treasure that lies deep within the journey of travel; a particular gem of experience. It's something that even the most concious soul can overlook. Aside from the mesmerizing land...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Aug 2008 04:00:00 GMT |
Nostalgic prose . . . |
Home is where my heart lives . . . but what's home when all it's tangible pieces have disappeared? Home at the end of the day, is that place where you sigh out loud the moment you've arrived. It's ...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 19:35:00 GMT |
Home is where the Heart really lives . . . |
You know a few years ago, there was this big scandal about the eviction of East Village tenants that had been living in their neighbourhood for twenty plus years. At the time, the capitalist in me si...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 05:29:00 GMT |
My greatest ambition . . . |
So I tend to aspire to a lot of things: prosperity, happiness, etc. Life is filled with so much to achieve and do, but I just don't want to be a doer . . . For what? I mean you can literal...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 13:53:00 GMT |
The last blog . . . |
So I'm back at the fabulous Park Hotel in Delhi. I'll be off to London then New York in a couple of hours. I am so ready to go and so in need of a reconnection with my special friends and ...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 21:39:00 GMT |
Westernized Kathmandu . . . |
We took a very pricy jet over the Himalayas to see Mt.Everest. Needless to say, I came away with a blurry picture of two microscopic peaks. For future reference, skip the plane and trek th...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 22:36:00 GMT |
The Holy City of Varanasi . . . |
I was up by 4 am to start our tour of The Ganges. The city was a practically asleep but a host of early merchants were already setup for pre business. In the alleys people peddle, beg and ...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 22:02:00 GMT |
The busiest day . . . |
We had an early morning safari thru the Kharujaro village. We stopped at a local vendor to purchase pens because apparently we were going to encounter a mob of children on the way. To my s...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 00:37:00 GMT |
Kids, pens and reflection . . . |
So we took the train from Agra to Jhansi . . . I must say that the view was certainly more colorful. The landscape was rural and the people although humble seemed more content in their environme...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 14:04:00 GMT |
