But before I start on Bombay tales, a quick re-run of some good times from April, my month of R & R, in two cities I can call home: Hong Kong and Chennai.
My favourite city in the world: Hong Kong. This trip cememnted my love for this place... I think I get high just on the way it smells. I could walk around HK forever and eat street food all day and die happy...and I still take really crappy skyline shots...
A day on a Junk Boat, my favourite thing to do in Hong Kong (right along with tucking into a Dim Sum meal). The tandoori tan was much needed, after my year in the mountains.
A 10 hour drive around almost *every* bit of Hong Kong – all of it – the island, kowloon, the new territories, even Lantau island – in this sweet little machine. (I'm not the kind that drools at cars, but I have to admit, this is a neat convertible)
Spending time with people I love... my brother, who dropped by from Tokyo... Paris and Paulie... among others...
Spending time with parents. Breakfast at home. World-famous daddy-made omelettes and spreads like this.
Cruising around Mylapore with the all-knowing wishfulthinker, who I almost fell in love with after his brilliant tour of Mylapore. Malli poo & Idlis at a hole-in-the-wall: happiness is cheaper than you think.
If I had to come up with 5 reasons as to why Madras rocks, this would make the list - morning walks at the Theosophical Society, right up to the beach. Hanging out with my parents' cool friends & getting free idli-vadaa breakfast being just some of the fringe benefits.
Instead of just pigging out Woodlands thaalis all the time, I decided to try some different stuff. Like this brilliant satvic/ayurvedic meal at Sanjeevanam
. I could do that. Right about now.Hanging out with old friends... Rat (lau you!!!), Ashcool, Pros, Jim, Phi, Snoop, Prax, etc...
Ok, that'll do for reminiscing.
