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Decembrists’ Church Museum, Chita

Last month we had an exclusive opportunity of visiting an offbeat city called Chita, in Siberia. Chita has several nicknames but one that struck us as odd was “City of Exiles”.
On the very first day we visited the Decembrists’ Church Museum (originally called the Church of Archangel Michael), where we learned how it had earned that unique sobriquet. In Russian it is called Музей декабристов.

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Unveiling the Awesome Meissen Porcelain – Dresden’s White Gold

Story of Meissen(Meißen) Porcelain, the White Gold of Dresden

Augustus II the Strong, the Elector Prince of Saxony and the King of Poland was an avid patron of arts and decided that Dresden would be the cultural center. He also had a great liking for gold, real yellow ones. His great love, bordering on avarice, resulted in him recruiting a young alchemist work on the Goldmacher Tinktur or the Gold making formula to convert base metals to gold.

This post has been updated with latest content in July, 2023

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Meissen Cathedral seems to grow out of Meissen Castle. This was where it all started. Meissen Manufactory. PC Saxony Tourism

You may say, oh not another of those stories but hold your horses. .

Bandits Return to Andalucia!!

For centuries they lived in caves, roamed and ruled the complicated sierras, ravines and hidden valleys of the Serrania de Ronda and Sierra Morena, which sheltered them. Slowly they became so powerful in Andalucia that the government in Madrid in 1844 had to order the creation of the Guardia Civil (the local police at the villages) to put an end to their robbing ways. After that the robbery was almost curbed but isolated pockets of bandits were still robbing the wealthy travellers on their way to Ronda in as late as 1930s.

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Andalucia was one of the

Kraków Chairs Memorial

Kraków chairs square or Kraków Ghetto

We had just reached our hotel in Krakow, the second largest city of Poland. Sun had just set and it was cold. I was shivering and it was not just because of the sub-zero temperature. On way to our hotel our bus passed through an area called village Kazimierz. From the distance I could see several chairs, and I was reminded of the broken chair memorial in Geneva, outside the main gate of UNO. I made a mental note that this may be to depict something similar.

When the story unfolded, it was absolutely terrifying and I had goose pimples right till next morning.
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Gloomy scene of a sad story

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