Every city comes with some sought of an advantage. The moment….a place becomes “city”, it is overcrowded or at the least moderately crowded. And this means weekends are the only time off the bustling crowd, either tucked away at corner in the house or to some place that is at a short driving distance.
For “Bangloreans”, Chikmangalur is a privilege. Not far away, yet throwing various options, be it lazing at a resort, engaging in adventure activities, soaking in early morning sun, trekking or submitting oneself to almighty at one of the popular temples, this place has it all.
This was a quick click on my way back in the early hours.
A beach at Bhimlipatnam, popular as Bheemili.
This old fishing town has Dutch stories engraved within it’s past. Not more than 30 minute ride from Vishakapatnam city, the beach is serene and less crowded. The sand beach is one of the most preferred destinations for locals of Vizag, especially children. It is also home to 18th century light house, probably one of the shortest one that I ever seen. On a clear day one can sight mountain standing right on the other side. A magnificent view!!!!!
Have you heard of Bheemili beach before? Share your thoughts.
Parking my other travel stories aside, those are yet to be told; I, for this time settled on an incredible view point.
Bangkok happened to me in December 2018 all of a sudden. I traveled with my friend Aarti, who by now have been labelled as my best travel companion. Together we marked out that our first destination will be Phukhet, followed by Pattaya and Bangkok. We chose the old town to stay instead of busy beach area to get a feel of daily local activity. Had it not been there, I am sure we would just be lazing around the beach.
We zeroed in on Big Buddha as first site to visit. Local travel in Phuket is immoderate, unless your hotel is closer to beach. This is the only time in the course of Thailand trip that we felt the tweak of money. Yet considering the inhibitions of time, we did not restrict. The drive was for about 40 mins from our hotel but extended for another 20 mins when the taxi driver volunteered us to the Bee farm and was successful in making us purchase. I am no stranger to the fact that most of these drivers have tie up and get a small percentage for the number of visitor with their associated vendors, usually to stores selling handicrafts, food or any other local products/souvenirs. Keeping that in head and shopping was truly resisting. Nevertheless, I got a pain relief balm made of Bee wax. There were lot other beguiling stuff that was at display but then I told myself to control, for it was only our first day.
Soon he drove us through up the hill to Big Buddha. As I alighted the taxi, within few steps on the left hand side are statues of Lord Ganesh, few other deities where visitors can offer dhoop sticks and pray. In hardly 20 steps from there was the magnificent statue of Lord Buddha facing sea, seated above a construction of concrete, a prayer room to be precise.
A fantastic view then imprinted in my heart. Strong wind blew and all of us kept holding on to our dress or hat. My face was covered with hair as the wind blew harder, yet we managed some good pics. There were about 70 steps, not sure but nearly, to reach the statue. As said above, a prayer room under construction was nearly finishing; Yet one can offer prayer in silence. Also, noticeable was a tree with heart shaped metals tied with names of people. These are likely to be the wish lists, they are all around. Everywhere its just the clicks and poses, so did we pose and click 🙂 The strokes of sea breeze was truly angelic for the couple of hours we spent. It was too late in the afternoon, all kinds of growling was clearing heard. We ensured that the driver halted for a Thai food affair. Rest of the day was passed by the beach area gaping the on-goers and sport enthusiasts, who tried their bit in braving the sea.
It’s already 7 years that I have been writing. Feel so good. The number of posts have been gradually increasing. However, in comparison to many wonderful bloggers whom I follow and many others whom I don’t, lot more can be done. I am constantly learning to better my skills, whether it is writing or placing quality pictures. There is an unceasing push within.
To the rest of you out there, thank you for teaching me through your words, pictures and knowledge; whether it is travel, cookery, poetry, parenting or any other story. I have come across fantabulous content. Kudos la gente!
Wish me luck guys☺️ A big thank you and a hug for your support.
Loads of love,
I have been doing a sort of intense travel since December. Despite being a travelaholic, these travel came unexpectedly and not pre-planned. I did a bit of beaches and religious places.
Last week, I happened to visit Horanadu in Karnataka (never heard of this place before until I decided to travel few days ago). The only way to access the place was via road. Contrary to most other times where I do scribble about the place, things around home kept me held up for this activity, being rest assured of some sought of adventure and I was not disappointed.
It’s was only on my return through the curvy ghats, which houses coffee and tea plantation, spaciously private houses engulfed by herbs and flowering plants, creeping black peppers and laid back locals; I realized it was heaven tucked away amidst mountains. It seemed like spring but not even a single feel of summer in air for 40 odd kilometers.
Travelling by the state bus was real adventure as the driver did all he could to sway the passengers from one corner to other, while speeding through bends of the mountain. Not wanting to miss on hidden beauty, I pulled out my instant camera and captured few shots whilst on the move.
**Just before Sun was up
** Tall standing trees playing hide and seek with the Sun