We were waiting with bated breath to board the spanking new Airbus A350-900, acquired by Cathay Pacific not too long ago. It was first deployed to fly to Manila and guess what? We were flying to Manila too, retracing the epic first flight, in business class!
A full scale of model of Wright Brothers airplane at Hong Kong Airport
Have you heard of the saying “All good things come in small packages!”?
As travel bloggers we travel a lot and take a lot of pictures. I had always wished that good cameras came in small packages that I could use in a jiffy and which also gave a reasonable result.
One day, ominous rain clouds had gathered and it had been threatening to rain again, in Mumbai. I was working in my study and just happened to see outside. The ethereal setting impressed me and I was just about to get up and get my regular camera that was stored in another room. I was feeling a bit lazy and stretched my hand to pick up the cell phone that had just come in the morning and I had not had a chance to use.
A thousand years ago, a child was born named Naropada (Tibetan name Naropa) who grew to be an excellent scholar at Nalanda but left his materialistic world and his family to the path of enlightenment. At the age of forty he met his Guru Talopa and the next twelve years were the most introspective and spiritual learning period for him that led his attaining enlightenment.
Fully decorated Naro Palace, the venue for the Naropa Festival 2016 and also where the six bone ornaments were in public display
Where the men rule but women call the shots! There can’t be a more contradictory sentence than the one above but it strikes true everytime in West Sumatra.
It was late afternoon but still bright when I stepped out of Padang Airport in West Sumatra (Sumatra Barat). A designated guide received me and we started walking toward the parking lot. By force of habit I always look back to see how things looked like. I did so this time too and I stopped!
Nilesh, the Trek Company’s representative called on me at 5:30AM to take me to the Airport, for a flight that was to depart at 6:15AM! Of course the previous day when I was making lofty plans, I had agreed to this in my moment of weakness. I hardly had a choice anyway, owing to the dependency on the fickle flights to Lukla.
A spectacular view thru a smudged window, on way from Kathmandu to Lukla
I was to take the first flight of Sita Airlines, or was it Tara airlines, maybe Sita Airlines owns Tara, or is it the other way round, maybe I am talking about Yeti airlines … maybe… oh chuck it ….did it matter?