Storyline: Portugal by trains
Portugal is an interesting country, packed with history, known for its maritime explorers like Vasco Da Gama, Pedro Álvares Cabral and Ferdinand Magellan. Continue reading “The trains and public transport we took”
Kuala Lumpur
Storyline: Home to home westward
We left hot, smelly (lean closer to the screen maybe you can smell it), dirty, stinky, kitschy Melaka (Malacca in English) a UNESCO Heritage city for hot, smoggy, steamy, rainy (this is welcome to clear the air) Kuala Lumpur (KL), the capital and the biggest city of Malaysia. Continue reading “Kuala Lumpur”
Singapore
Storyline: Home to home westward
End of May
It is hard to imagine that this modern, multicultural, sophisticated, effective, and should I add futuristic and utopic city-state, began its existence in its current representation only 54 years ago. Continue reading “Singapore”
Sydney
Storyline: Home to home westward
Fri, May 3
Arriving at Sydney airport late in the afternoon, it was very easy to find our way to Hornsby, some 40 min by train from the city centre. Continue reading “Sydney”
Melbourne
Storyline: Home to home westward
Melbourne is an interesting city. It for sure is the most bohemian city we’ve been to. Continue reading “Melbourne”
Manchester
Storyline: 50 years later
Does this grey, wet and cold city deserve more posts? To begin with Alex summarized our experience well in his two posts. Yet I enjoyed it a lot, so maybe there are few more words to be said. A short walk in London and the train trip from Euston London to Piccadilly Manchester aside, this was my first impression of England. Grey, wet, dull and cold…Manchester skies so low, almost touching the canal (was this like Jacques Brel’s song “Le plat pays” about Belgium, where I spent a few years of my life?). Not much different on the other side of the North Sea. The photos we took make a lovely black and white canvas. Continue reading “Manchester”
Going “home”
Storyline: 50 years later
April 12 2018:
Today we are truly visiting my past. We are going to see the house where I lived for my first 13+ years. Last night we researched how to get there on the transit system and found that one bus would take us from Piccadilly Gardens through Salford and Eccles and onwards to Winton. Of course, it’s all Greater Manchester now, and I’m not sure that Winton exists; but the old neighbourhood does. Continue reading “Going “home””
Grey, gray and efficient
Storyline: 50 years later
This is Alex’s first revisit after 50 years and Diana’s first time in England. First impression – dull, grey and efficient. Very efficient from a Canadian perspective. The public transportation system, that is. Sleep deprived and exhausted from a redeye flight from Toronto we found it very easy to navigate through London’s maze of trains, Tube and buses. It was early morning there, and by the end of the day we had to be in Manchester. We had chosen, yes you guessed it, to take a train. And no, it wasn’t for that train that we booked the transoceanic flight to London, not to Manchester. If was the cheapest flight that would take us to UK and then bring us back from Bulgaria. Continue reading “Grey, gray and efficient”
