Why do I solo travel?

I love being foreign. Being an Indian and when I come back home, I still want to be foreign. Never in my wildest dream did I see me developing a passion to travel and meeting people. I think everyone should solo travel at least one point in life.


Why Solo travel?

  1. Your journey, your rules. You don’t have to compromise.
  2. Conquering your fears.
  3. Boost your confidence.
  4. You become more of a listener than a speaker.
  5. You begin to appreciate things that have existed and hardly noticed.
  6. You immerse yourself with the new culture, customs and language.
  7. Exploring new places by yourself.
  8. You are solely responsible for all the fucked up decisions you make.
  9. Always remember ‘Because you are awesome’

Blue Mosque – Istanbul

The friends you make! – Pamplona ,Spain

Eiffel Tower – Paris


Running of the bulls – San Fermín Festival


Solo travel can make you leave your old grumpy side and be another you. Never be afraid to bite the bullet and travel alone. Stepping aside your comfort zones can only make you a stronger person.

Do not hold yourself back from living your dream. We live only once and certainly you don’t want to regret one day wishing you had a time machine.

I am ready to go wherever the wind blows. Are you?

Keep traveling, keep learning.

Do what you love, Love what you do!

Good afternoon passengers. This is your captain speaking. (Passenger next to me says… ‘just start the f*c*ing flight. You are wasting my time’) … I’ll talk to you again before we reach our destination. Until then, sit back, relax and enjoy the rest of the flight.With dreams fulfilled, from the Eiffel tower to the Running of the Bulls and the party streets of Berlin and Prague.

Traveling amidst unknown men and women and the shirtless dancing in the clubs of Prague. This was paradise.

A quick second to fall in love with the city of lights to the road less traveled Luxembourg. The amazing art gallery of Musee D’orsay and the promising Love locks (I assume all the couples are still happily married). Witnessing the roommate who slept in the bathroom drunk was a promise that my best days are yet to come.

The Belgium beer and the beautiful Brussels town square at night. Sharing room and our travel stories with a Korean and Mexican, with a wink of an eye, we part ways to our next destination.

The coffee shops, red light district and bicycling the beautiful countryside of Amsterdam, the brownies and the endless laughs. Talking to an imaginary person (this happens only in Amsterdam). Woke up the next day feeling like a million bucks! The city was under peace, no war, no hatred, just that all were stoned.

From Barcelona to Pamplona, two unknown strangers helping me get a bed to sleep for the night. Humanity does exist. Being chased by the bulls at San Fermín to the unlimited Sangria. We sang, we danced, and we partied all night. Ran twice and survived twice. Less sleep and days with no sleep. Lived with no expectations from tomorrow. First time in years, no worries, no responsibilities, just living in the moment. Learnt lessons in life. Missing trains leads to missing flights. Airport running with rucksack on your back. Too late.

The Berlin Wall and the Schofferhofer, to celebrating the 21 birthday, The American, the Brazilian and the Indian (that’s meee!) got drunk. We laughed and laughed and invited strangers to drink with us. The tall German men and women were warm and friendly. The Doner Kebabs and the crazy friends I made. Falling in love under the bright shining stars as the sunrise puts us to sleep. Heartfelt goodbyes knowing that we might never bump into each other again.

Experiencing the craziness Prague has to offer, making new friends as we walk, The Canadians, Americans, Japanese, Australians and the Kiwis. We partied till sunrise. My dancing moves began to get better and so did my singing. Got specialized in lap dances and shirtless dances. Met amazing people who chose to celebrate life every day. Oh Prague, I am coming back!

Budapest or Austria? I end up at Austria, Vienna. My mind is confused. I see no party here. Only buildings and history. What have I done? This is not what I wanted. Nothing more to write.

Vienna to Zurich, I meet my cousin after 5 long years, she has seen me in the best shape of my life right now. I literally look like a living Zombie. She is confused and I am confused why she looks confused. Switzerland looks gorgeous by train and as a country. The people are nice, perfect city to live. I have fallen in love with most of the cities I traveled, but Switzerland beats them all. The Swiss Alps, Lucerne, Matterhorn – Zermatt, the absolute mind blowing Interlaken and Lake Thun. This was a perfect holiday.

P.s: Try the Mexican Ribs at Restaurant Indiana at Bern, you will thank me later.

Last minute train to Venice, and then connection to Rome. As usual missed getting out at the right station which lands me to sleep at the railway station. I see snoring people who happen to get robbed at a flash. Managed my next 7 hours with no sleep. Morning train off to Rome. Tourists everywhere and I am one among them. The Colosseum, the Vatican City, the Sistine Chapel and the Vatican museum are a must visit. As I walk towards the altar at St. Peter’s Basilica. I have tears rolling down my face. I guess no words can express the feeling that went through me.

Backpacking Europe will be one of the best decisions made in my life; I spoke to everyone once, we danced, we laughed, we sang like there was no tomorrow. Learnt a lot of lessons in my life. The railway stations and airport chairs were more comfortable. As I jumped like a frog from one country to another, my thirst for adventure is going to take a step further. Made friends from different continents, enjoyed talking to strangers. Memories will last a life long. Staying in rooms with 10-15 like-minded people, figuring my way out without speaking their language. Hand signs, Bonjour, Holla and little German helped me. This wonderful experience will leave a positive mark in my life.

Don’t ever expect me home in the evening cause the night ain’t done.

Fulfilling a personal dream = priceless!

This Summer!

One Trip

Summer has began so does Europe’s backpacking season. A week away from my travels, a new adventure awaits.  From the City of Lights, to the San Fermin feast in Pamplona, to the coffeeshops in Amsterdam, and lastly to the Vatican City. I hope to make each moments memorable.

  1. Paris, France
  2. Luxembourg City, Luxembourg
  3. Brussels, Belgium
  4. Amsterdam, Netherlands
  5. Barcelona, Spain
  6. Pamplona, Navarre, Spain
  7. Berlin, Germany
  8. Prague, Czech Republic
  9. Vienna, Austria
  10. Liechtenstein
  11. Bern, Switzerland
  12. Rome, Italy
  13. Vatican City
  14. Venice, Italy *

Summer 2015

Let the travels begin!
Keep Traveling, Keep Learning

Mommy’s Day

Today isn’t about me and my travels nor am I blogging about what I carry in my rucksack nor the backpackers I meet during my travels. Today is about one person who sacrificed her happiness to make our dreams come true.

I always wonder what are my mom’s secret. How exactly did she do it? Raising 2 children all by herself. Keeping us motivated and giving us the best of education, teaching us to honest and to give back to the society. And the answer to the question is I don’t know.

Mommies are Special

Mommy’s Special Day – Lil Sister got Graduated


She has always given us the permission to chase our dreams and back in those difficult days she ensured we had the best clothing and education. She hardly made us realize how much she sacrificed her life and worked hard all day. Every time when I think back of the difficult times she has gone through, I ponder can I ever repay all this?  Continue reading

Where It All Began


Date: September 19, 2011. The advice I got from my cousin Jinson is “Don’t get excited and ever put your hands and legs outside the airplane window.” And that’s one piece of an advice which I wish to pass to my children one day (fingers crossed). Getting on a flight was the coolest thing and I still feel the same every time I climb aboard a plane now. Never did I know taking a bold step to work abroad will bring a change in my life and be the person who I am today.

Being a mama’s boy at the age of 21 (not necessarily a bad thing unless you have a mother-in-law)

  • I hardly know to cook, forget cooking I don’t even know how a tea is made.
  • What the hell is laundry?
  • At 21 and I still live with my mom
  • My mom is a supermom (Don’t you ever argue on that or a fist fight awaits)
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Travel Must Haves

Bye-bye travel agents and lets welcome the era of Traveler’s. We all inspire each other one way or the other with our stories and at times we blog our experience on what went wrong in our travels.  Be it a 3 hour layover or a flight delay, we need to be connected with our family and friends. I would love to share with my readers the must-haves for this holiday season.

  • Worldwide Plug Adaptor / Chargers (packed with your carry bag)
    I am sure none of us want to walk around with a dead phone, specially if you are in an alien country.
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Chora Museum / Kariye Museum

Walking around in circles, I knew I was not far away from the stunning building that I was searching for. Istanbul is indeed a treasure hunt. This building is considered as one of the most beautiful surviving example of Byzantine (Roman Empire) Church. This was built in the 5th century, later destroyed by earthquakes and then re-built in 11th century. In the 16th century it was converted into a mosque and in 1948 it became a museum. Sounds familiar to the Hagia Sophia right?


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Topkapı Palace – Istanbul

This was the residence of the Ottoman Empire for approximately 400 years and today its one of the most popular sights of Istanbul. This place is the classical example of the Turkish architecture. Did you know the palace occupies 700,000 sq. m? And it has received 1 million visitors in 2013 for the first time in history?. Luckily when I went, the place was not crowded and I did not have to wait in the line for long.


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