And some more cherry blossoms.....

Exhausting day today.....woke up at 6.30 to get the apartment all cleaned out and ready for the carpet cleaners. At about 8 or so, Andy, Raghavan, Penny and I headed to Starbucks for breakfast and then to the dog park. After some time there we went to Safeway, did some grocery shopping and then got home by 10 am or so but the carpets were still so wet, we headed out to the rooftop for another hour. At 11.30 we left to meet Gautam at the Newseum, the wedding venue, to taste some more vegetarian options and finalise the menu. We tasted Mushroom risotto, Mediterranean Panzanella salad, Vegetable tempura with dipping sauce and potato croquettes! We picked 2 out of the 4 and added them to what had been picked previously. Then after a walk through the space and picking out table linen choices we headed back home and took a quick break before heading out again to Enid Haupt Gardens for a photo shoot with the wedding photographer at 4pm. This is easily one of the most beautiful gardens I have seen, in some ways better than the Tidal Basin! Parking is atrocious in DC and especially now in the tourist season.....so as usual we had to walk almost a mile from the car to the park. But it ended up being a gorgeous afternoon as you can see in these pics.

             This is the storefront of a Mexican restaurant on the way, I just had to get a picture

DC cherry blossoms

 April 1st, 2010

Today was an absolutely picture perfect day in DC. It was sunny with temps in the mid 70's. The peak bloom date for the cherry blossoms had been moved up to today, so I was so excited to finally see them. Even though the city is studded with cherry blossom trees lining avenues and roads, the PLACE to really see the was the Tidal Basin. We took the metro green line at the U St station to Les Enfant and then the orange line to the Smithsonian station. It was a good mile and a half to the Tidal Basin but oh, so worth it. We had initially thought we would take a 90 min river cruise along the Potomac which would have given us a great view of the cherry blossoms as well as the monuments, but I think half the fun is to walk along and amidst the trees and see them and touch the petals and smell them. After that we stepped into the Jefferson Memorial for a few minutes.

Click here for a slideshow

DC day 3

 March 28th, 2010

Sunday dawned cold and cloudy as forecast. We lazed around till 11am at which time Venkat and family joined us. Then we dropped Penny off at Doggy Day Care and headed to Eastern Market for the Sunday market to see my friend Param's booth. Param is an architect/artist  and we worked together at Callison in Seattle. The market was like any outdoor Farmers Market - locally made products, jewelry, ceramics, clothes, fresh flowers and fruits, scones, doughnuts, jams, jellies......! We shuffled around for a couple of hours - I say "shuffled" cos it was so cold and windy we had to huddle together to stay warm! I met up with Param after 10 years or so...he has some great artwork. Check out his artwork at www.parambedi.com.

We then hooked up with Manu, my nephew, who had spent the last couple of days with friends at John Hopkins and then all headed out to lunch at Sticky Rice in the H Street corridor, near Capitol Hill. Funky, fusion Pan Asian cuisine. Had some interesting dishes while being startled every now and then by this huge metal gong - everytime someone downs a sake shot, the gong is whacked and if you don't see it coming, the deafening sound will knock you off your seat as happened with me. Here are some pics of what we ate.....

 After lunch we headed home for a short break, then Indu and I headed to our favorite store IKEA. Always fun to see whats new there and it never fails to disappoint. Fabulous new items in kitchenware, bed and bath and really hard to resist piling up your cart. Came back, had our usual lively discussions, large quantities of wine and beer were imbibed.....and then Thai dinner again. By 10.30 or so Venkat and family left.......end of another fun day!

Day 1 and 2 in DC

 26th March 2010

Arrived into DC last evening after an easy 5 hr flight to Doha and a "not so easy" 14 hr flight from Doha to DC. Fortunately Qatar has a great entertainment system so it was easy to stay busy and forget you were cramped into a 2' x 2' space...i watched 4 movies. The Blind Side - good, MJ's "This is it" for the second time and enjoyed it as much as the first time, and 2 chick flicks...I don't even remember the names!!!! Anyways, flight got into DC an hour early at 4pm, but spent 30 minutes in a holding pattern waiting to land. Got home around 6pm.....lazed around catching up with Gautam and Andy, had a delicious Thai dinner and then luckily went to bed at 10pm and woke up at 6am!

27th March 2010

This morning we went to T Joes and stocked up on food and groceries for the next week. Then we ordered a take out lunch at DC noodles, came home, had pho noodles, garden spring rolls and leftover Thai for lunch. Left home at 1pm, went to the Smithsonian Mall and spent the afternoon at the DC kite festival. It was a beautiful day, sunny but cold, temps in the high 30's/low 40's F! Quite a change for us Hyderabadi folks who left Hyd at 40 deg C weather! The cherry blossoms are reaching their peak and right now many trees are in full bloom and many are half way there. Colors range from pure milky white to deep pink with all shades in between. It looked like half of DC was out there....! Then we took Penny to the dog park where she frolicked with about 20 other dogs in varying breeds and sizes, came home about 4pm, jet lag hit us and we keeled over and slept. Had to really make an effort to get up at 6pm.

Venkat and family dropped by around 7pm or so. They stopped at DC on their way back to Princeton from N Carolina where they had gone on a college tour of Duke so Nikki could check it out. As always we had a great time with heated discussions on everything from politics to health to food to economy etc. Gautam ordered some delicious pizza and thanks to that along with large quantities of beer and wine we all started slowing down around 10pm or so. They left for their hotel and we are again planning to get together tomorrow...the weather forecast for tomorrow is crappy so we are not sure what our plans are......whatever they are we will have a good time I know!
Check out my other blog for some close up gorgeous views of the cherry blossoms!

Istanbul Istanbul.....

June 2009 - Hyderabad - Istanbul - DC - Hyderabad

Raghavan and I went to Istanbul last June, we were there the 7th thru the 12th. Unfortunately I did not blog during the trip so this is way way later so it will not have the same impact, but nonetheless I hope you enjoy it.
Istanbul - it conjures up images of minarets and mosques against blue skies, muezzins calling for prayer, bazaars selling lanterns and spices, rose flavored Turkish halva, baklava filled with honey and nuts and a city oozing history from every pore ……well I am here to tell you it’s all that and much much more!
Raghavan and I finally got to visit Turkey last month. Istanbul is the largest city in Turkey. It is located on the Bosphorus strait and encompasses the natural harbor known as the Golden Horn in the Northwest of the country. It extends both on the European as well as the Asian side of the Bosphorus and as such has the distinction of being the only city in the world built on two continents.
We landed at Istanbul’s Ataturk airport on a perfect summer day around 2pm on the 7th of June and our cab drive from the airport to the hotel in Sultanahmet district took us along the Marmara coast. It was a Sunday afternoon and the entire coastline was dotted with families enjoying a day out and picnicking with hammocks strung up between trees and barbecues fired up. It looked like all of Istanbul was out there! The first thing that struck us was how little traffic there was on the roads. The second thing I noticed was the abundance of roses everywhere. They were predominantly red roses..…growing profusely along the roadside and spilling brazenly from boxes on windowsills, on terrace gardens, outside stores in containers….everywhere! With blue skies and the heady perfume of roses in the air and I knew I would love Istanbul!
We checked into our hotel in Sultanahmet at around 3pm. This is in the heart of historic Old Istanbul. If you’re looking for a neighborhood close to ALL major sights in Istanbul then this neighborhood is the best base. Of course some might argue that being so close to the sights you tend to miss out on the “off the beaten path” delights…..but all the same being close to the sights definitely has its advantages. We would typically head out after breakfast and come back to the hotel after lunch for a short siesta, and then head out again after 4pm or so and stay out till past dinner time. Our Hotel Dersaadet was a charming comfortable hotel with an incredible view from the rooftop terrace of white sailboats against the blue Marmara Sea.

My husband and I are firm believers of ‘when in Rome do as the Romans do”! We try as much as possible to stay away from cabs and fancy restaurants, instead we experiment with street food and eat where the locals eat, walk wherever possible or if it is too far to walk, use public transportation. And in Istanbul where everything seemed to be a 5-10 minute walk away and the Bus Rapid Transit is cheap, efficient and comfortable and every street corner has vendors selling goodies like simit, which is a circular Turkish bread with sesame seeds, misir or steamed corn, baklavas, dondurma or Turkish ice cream, grilled koftas and dolmas, to do as the Turks do was easy.
Since we didn’t feel too jet lagged we decided to start discovering our surroundings right away. We stopped at a café round the corner for some lip smacking gooey baklava and a cappuccino and then headed off to the Blue Mosque, a mere 5 minute walk from the hotel.

The mosque is built on the site of palace of the Byzantine emperors and faces the Hagia Sofia. Per custom we removed our footwear as well as socks to go inside. The interior is lined with more than 20,000 blue Iznik tiles giving it the name Blue Mosque. A bit of interesting trivia here – after the mosque was completed and the 6 minarets revealed, the Sultan was heavily criticized for being so presumptuous, since it was, at that time, the same number of minarets as the Kaaba in Mecca! The Sultan overcame this problem by paying for a seventh minaret at Mecca! The mosque still calls people to prayer 5 times a day. The only difference is the muezzin has been replaced by a public address system which woke us up every morning echoed by other mosques in the city. Turks and tourists gather at sunset in the park facing the mosque to hear the call to evening prayers, as the sun sets and the mosque is brilliantly illuminated by colored floodlights.

Our next stop was the Underground Basilica cisterns thought to have been built after the Nika revolt in 532 AD. After the conquest of the city by the Ottoman Turks, it was forgotten and nobody knew that it existed. Re-discovered in 1545, it was used to water the gardens of Topkapi Palace. Today it has a rather eerie and mystical ambiance. What you see is a huge tank containing 336 columns and about 12 inches of water on the floor. One of the most famous sights within the cistern is the pedestal with the two Medusa heads carved into it. One head is on its side, the other inverted.

By now it was well past our Hyderabad bed time and jet lag was starting to hit us. We stopped for dinner at a roadside café and ordered their mezze platter. Mezze, or small appetizer-style dishes, are important in every Middle Eastern cuisine, so this part of the menu is extensive and varied. It included six appetizers, each one beautifully prepared, each in its own section of a large plate. There were familiar dishes like white creamy hummus and baba ghanoush with less familiar dishes such as pilaki, which is pinto beans and other vegetables in a light tomato sauce as well as a combination of cubes of eggplant and potatoes. There was a cheese mezze and then finally a mound of thick creamy garlicky dill flavored yogurt in the middle all smothered with olive oil. This was accompanied by a kind of gigantic puffy bread which the waiter called pouf bread. It is sort of a cross between the Indian poori and naan! No meal in Istanbul is complete without the mandatory flavored teas and apple tea seems to be the most common, probably because it is the tastiest! It is like hot apple cider really! It was all so exciting and exotic and little did we know then that for vegetarians like us, mezze platters would become our mainstay and the eggplant our good friend!


Breakfast at the hotel had the usual array of continental choices….toast, rolls, scrambled eggs, cereal etc but in addition there were bowls of olives, raisins, apricots, dates, sliced cheeses, thick yogurt and jars of exotic jams including the mandatory rose jam and various flavored honeys. My favorite soon became a heaping bowl of yogurt topped with apricots and raisins and drizzled with spoonfuls of honey. Fortified for the day, or at least till lunchtime, we hit the Topkapi palace. The Topkapi palace was the official and primary residence in the city of the Ottoman Sultans for 400 years from 1453. When the Sultans moved to the Dolmabache Palace in 1853 the palace lost its royal importance and started to deteriorate. After 50 years of continuous restoration, it was converted into a museum in 1924 at Ataturk’s request. Situated on the Acropolis, the site of the first settlement in Istanbul, it commands an impressive view of the Golden Horn, the Bosphorus and the Marmara Sea.

Our next stop was the Archaeological Museum which is housed in three buildings just inside the first court of Topkapi Palace and includes the Museum of the Ancient Orient. The museum has an excellent collection of Greek and Roman artifacts, including finds from Ephesus and Troy. The sarcophagi collection included that of Alexander the Great which my husband got a big thrill out of seeing. Another huge surprise for us was seeing the Peacock Throne of Shah Jehan in the Museum. How had it ended up here? The story goes that when Nadir Shah planned to extend his territory into Turkey, Sultan Mahmud of Turkey who had been badly defeated by him in Armenia offered him a peace treaty. Nadir Shah surprisingly accepted and to celebrate both parties agreed to a diplomatic exchange of gifts. Among the valuable gifts which Nadir Shah selected to be sent to his counterpart in Turkey, Sultan Mahmud, was the divan-like Peacock Throne, which he had brought down from Delhi during his Indian campaign. There is still some doubt as to whether it is the real Peacock throne or a copy of the original!

Our evening dinner included a ceremony by a whirling dervish. We had been planning to go see a popular touristy one hour show at the Sirkeci train station the next day, so we thought this would be a good preview of what was in store for us the next day.
The Mevlevi Order, or the Mevlevilik are a Sufi order founded in Konya by the followers of Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Balkhi-Rumi, a 13th century Persian poet. They are also known as the Whirling Dervishes due to their famous practice of whirling as a form of dhikr (remembrance of God). Dervish is a common term for an initiate of the Sufi path; the whirling itself is known as the Sema and the participants are properly known as semazens. They spin on their right foot and additionally, they have their right palm facing upwards towards Heaven and their left hand pointing at the ground. The music that accompanies the whirling from beginning to end ranges from somber to rhapsodical. Lulled into a soporific state by the good food, watching the dervish spinning and the mesmerizing music, we headed back for a good night’s rest and decided to skip the show we had planned to see the next evening.

Day 3 started at the St. Sophia, better known as the Hagia Sofia. I have seen incredible basilicas in Rome, Spain and Portugal, but nothing prepared me for the size and scale of the Hagia. At 184 feet, it was the largest cathedral in the world for nearly a thousand years until the completion of the Seville cathedral in 1520. It was the religious focal point of the Eastern Orthodox Church for almost 10 decades till it was conquered by the Ottoman Turks in 1453 and converted into a mosque. The bells, altar and sacrificial vessels were removed, and many of the mosaics were eventually plastered over, signs of which are still evident. The Islamic features — such as the mihrab, the minbar, and the four minarets outside — were added over the course of its history under the Ottomans. It remained as a mosque until 1935, when it was converted into a museum by the Republic of Turkey. The cathedral took us a good part of the morning.

After lunch my husband, ice cream connoiseur that he is, decided to try some “dondurmas”, the Turkish equivalent of ice cream. It turned out to be nothing like the ice cream we are familiar with. It is thicker, chewier and gelatinous and when inverted on the spoon, does not fall! We found out later that it is made with goats milk to which mastic resin is added as a thickening agents. No wonder then that it never melted in the afternoon sun!
After this gastronomic experiment gone awry, determined to fill my one almost empty suitcase with Turkish souveneirs, we headed to the famous Grand Bazaar, one of the largest and oldest covered markets in the world with 60 streets and 5000 shops. A labyrinthine maze selling everything from perfumes, spices and silks to carpets, ceramics, copperware, water pipes and jewellry, it is a shopaholic’s dream come true. Fortunately my 3 years in Hyderabad and shopping expeditions to Charminar have fine tuned my haggling skills so we were able to walk away with some awesome – or so we think – deals! We bought rose flavored Turkish delight, apple teas, handmade ceramics and soft fluffy Turkish towels for half the price quoted and kilims for a third of the price. The trick is to walk away – no, really walk away – if they don’t meet your price! After a leisurely afternoon spent exploring the bazaar, getting lost countless times and feeling quite smug with our purchases we headed back to the hotel, tired but satisfied.

Our original plan was to drive to Troy the next day but when we realized we would spend 8 out of the 12 hours in the car getting to and fro, we decided to do the Bosphorus cruise instead. We took the traditional ferryboat that left from Eminonu up the Bosphorus including stops at several villages along the way. The cruise took 1 ½ hours to Sariyer district on the European side of the Bosphorus. Since it was too early for lunch we climbed up the Rumeli Hisari or Rumelian castle, a fortress built by Sultan Mehmet II before he conquered Constantinople. It looked like an innocently easy climb from down below, but after the last 10 minutes in 80 degree temperatures up a 60 degree incline under the hot sky, we got to the top ravenous and thirsty! After a quick walk around, some gorgeous pictures against the blue sea and some ice cold beer and lemonade, we walked back down to the village.

After a nice lunch at one of the waterside cafes, we took the ferry back to Eminonu. On our second day we had inadvertently stumbled upon a fabulous bazaar behind our hotel, Arasta Bazaar, so we decided to go browse the shops there. At dinner time, my husband, determined to sample the local brew, ordered some Raki. This is an anise flavored spirit, often compared to Goan feni or Greek ouzo and is partly mixed with chilled water which causes it to turn a milky white color. Almost as disastrous as the dondurmas, it ended up being way too strong for his liking, after which he decided to stop experimenting and stick to the tried and tested eggplant mezze and apple tea.

Day 5 took us back to the Grand Bazaar for a second bout of shopping and haggling. It was followed by a quick visit to the Suleymaniye Mosque, built on the order of Sultan Suleiman who was credited with the complete reconstruction of the Ottoman legal system. For this he was known in the West as Suleiman the Magnificent and in the East as the Lawgiver. This mosque is his final resting place. After this we took the 1 ½ hour guided city bus tour on a double decker bus which showed us the highlights of Istanbul. The rest of the day was spent wandering through the city and re-visiting some of our favorite shops and cafes. In the evening just like the locals, we sat on benches in between the Hagia Sofia and the Blue Mosque, drinking in the view of these 2 magnificent buildings against the backdrop of the setting sun, drinking apple tea and chatting with two scruffy but adorable schoolchildren selling postcards and souveneirs to earn some extra money. When darkness fell we reluctantly returned to the hotel to start packing and getting ready for our flight the next morning.

Our 5 day stay went by way too quickly. If I had to do it again, I would allow for a week just to see Istanbul and then another 3-4 days to visit Cappadochia, Troy and Anatolia. I would also make the time to have a Turkish Hammam bath of which we had heard such wonderful things. The Turks are wonderful people, friendly and curious. The food is delicious and exotic. The weather in June is picture perfect. The city is steeped in culture and history. Istanbul is a harmonious blend of the east and the west, the modern and the traditional, the old and the new. We left with 2 resolutions – the first to be sure to vist again in our lifetime, the second to stay away from eggplant for a long time!!!!

April 10th - day 2 in Barcelona

Did the usual breakfast thing and headed out to see Sagrada Familia. We headed to a metro station much closer, the reason we hadn't been going there was cos it involved changing lines a coupls of times, and sometimes that could take a much longer time to get to our destination. But after all the walking the day before, we were in no mood to walk the distance to Sants. We got to Sagrada soon and spent a couple of hours gazing at this bizarre Art Nouveau wonder by Antonio Gaudi! I had studied it in 20th century architecture in BCC, and was keen to see it, but was totally unprepared for how weird and fascinatingly bizarre it was. Sinewy columns, organic flowing interiors, flowery grape bunchy things here and there......quite grotesque. But when we looked clsoe it was amazing they had managed to build something like this at that time, without all the construction methods and engineering skills we have today. Gaudi died before it was completed and work is still continuing till today to finish it the way he had envisioned. What was more fascinating, was watching all the workers and craftsmen inside the building.

Then we left for the metro again intending to take a ride on the Montjuic Funicular, so we could get a panoramic view of the city. We exited the metro station at Montjuic, only to find the access to the funicular was tied in to the metro system and we could have boarded within the station. So we had to buy tickets again...drats! So back we went and took the funicular to the top of the hill. We got some amazing views from there, walked around the gardens a bit and then decided to come back to the hotel, take a siesta and go back to our fav place, La Rambla, in the evening. We stopped at a supermarket on the way back, I bought some Spanish dog chews for the pooches ( which they just sniff at...they don't seem to like them too much :-( ), had Patatas Bravas, marinated olives, bread and beer for lunch, stopped at an Internet cafe for the mandatory e mailing session and came back at 3.15pm. We left again at 5pm, walked to Sants, took the metro to Liceu/La Rambla and this time walked along the southern part. Since we were planning on seeing the flamenco show at Los Tarantos at Plaza Reial, we browsed that area, watched 2 amazing street guitar players, bought their CD, then some souvenier shopping including a gorgeous ceramic sangria pitcher. We had seen a veg restaurant called Maoz, the day before, so we had falafels and patatas flamencas (french fries) for dinner. It was huge and an effort to eat it all...but we managed alright.

Finally we got to Los Tarantos, went in and grabbed front row seats. It was only a half hour show and it began right on time at 8.3opm. All of us there got settled with a pitcher of sangria...thats the thing to drink in Spain, very good and very addictive. It started with 4 guys, one on guitar, one on drums and 2 taking turns singing loudly and lustily. We kept waiting for the flamenco dancer to show up but there was no sign of her. At about 8.45 or so, the front door to the bar opened and slammed, and a guy rushed backstage with a garment bag sort of thing. Ah ha....he's brought her flamenco outfit we thought. Good...so she should be out soon. A few minutes later, the same guy came onto stage in his flamenco suit. Turns out there was no female flamenco dancer that night, only this guy! But what a fabulous dancer he turned out to be. All us viewers were disappointed there was no woman in her flouncy flamenco skirt, but this guy was awesome. The show went on past 9pm, probably to make up for the delay....all in all it was amazing. Came back pretty tired at 10pm.

More pics of day 2 in Barcelona...

9th April - Granada to Barcelona

Yay! Its my birthday....i turned 47! Mom and Dad called to wish me @ 6am. I had told them to call early cos we had to leave at 7am for the airport. We went down for breakfast at 6.30am and were surprised to see the door to the restaurant was closed, but the light was on and we could see a guy puttering around in the back kitchen. So R pushed the door and went in and asked him if b'fast was ready and he said it started only at 7am. Again, just like room numbers, we had gotten all the start times mixed up. But nice guy Mamoon, knew we were leaving for the airport - cos he was the one who woke us up at 5am for our wake up call - and brought out some cereal, some OJ, milk and toast. Finished in 10 mins and headed to the front desk to check out - it was Mamoon again! Looks like he was wake up man, cook, receptionist...all rolled in one. We found out he was from Morocco and chatted about our Tangier trip. He kept talking and delaying our departure. All the while I could hear some hissing and sputtering from the next room and was wondering what it was. Suddenly he darted into the room, I realized it was the kitchen. In all his enthusiasm and talking, he had boiled the milk over!!!! FINALLY he got us all checked out and told us our taxi had arrived. Guess who our doorman and luggage handler was - yup, Mamoon again! Got to the airport well ahead of time.

We had a great flight to Barcelona. It left early and arrived 15 mins early, tho the last few minutes had been very turbulent! Baggage arrived immediately and we took the metro to Barcelona Sants station. From our metro map it looked like the hotel was quite a distance from the station, so we took a cab and got there at 11.30am! Usual procedure - we dumped our stuff and went looking for lunch. Had pizza and a great mediterranean salad at Pizzeria Genova! Came back and napped till 2.30pm.

We wanted to go to La Rambla, a famous marketplace as well as Barri Gotic, the oldest part of the city, so decided if we left at 3.30, we could walk to Sants, take the metro and do it all in one shot, and come back only after dinner. That was the plan anyway, so we would not have to come back after seeing one, and then walk to the metro station again. So we left as planned, walked to Sants, it was about a 15-20 minute walk, much further away than our other hotels had been from the metro. On the way we stopped at an Internet cafe and sent off some e mails. We had to buy our train tickets to Madrid on the 11th, so when we arrived at Sants, we went to the ticket counter. We didn't have to wait as long as we did at Madrid station, but when we finally got to the counter - shocker!!! The one way train ticket on second class per person was 102 euros...thats about $160 dollars!!!!! We sort of mulled it over while the ticket agent drummed her fingers...and then decided to go back to the Internet cafe and check out airfares. So back again we went to the same place. I quickly got onto Expedia and we found fares for $75 one way! Yippee...but wait....we didn't have our credit cards to buy it there, so back to the hotel we went!!!

As soon as we got there, I signed onto the Internet for a 15 minute session, got onto Expedia while R hurried to the room to get the c card. Soon after he came and while processing our request, it asked for passport info. So R ran up again, only by then it was almost timed out, so when i asked at the front desk for a 15 minute extension, they said i had to sign out of this one and sign on again!!!!! Unbelievable!!!! So it timed out. By then R got back and we started all over again! After a heart thumping, nerve racking 15 minutes we were all done! $160 for both as agaist $320 by train! feeling mighty thrilled, we had some coffee and back we walked to Sants. Of course by now it was way past 5pm, so all we did was go to La Rambla marketplace.

La Rambla was a fascinating place. It is a long stretch of road, actually a paved road inbetween 2 roads full of shops...souveniers, flowers, knick knacks, seed shops, birds and small pets, food items and street magicians and performers. See the pic of the guy with wind blown hair and his skewed tie in the slideshow....he actually stood like that for 15 minutes...the tie is sort of glued to stay like that! We walked along the stretch north of the metro station we had gotten off at. The best thing was that we FINALLY got Padron pepper seeds. Padron peppers are these small peppers about 2 inches long, a cross between bell peppers and chile peppers and mild tasting with a tiny kick - see pic above. They are served broiled or fried in olive oil with sea salt and a favorite vegetarian tapas with drinks. Ever since we tasted them at the Meson De La Guitarra in Madrid, we have been on the lookout for these seeds to plant back home (sshhhhh...don't tell the customs guys)!!!! Then we went to Mercat De La Boqueria, a farmers market and oohed and aahed over all the fresh produce and interesting fruits including Cherimoyas (custard apple) and something called Pitahayas. A few more purchases including a st. steel coffee percolator and some gifts for others, a quick bite of padron peppers, or better known as Pimientos de Padron, we headed to a local bar called Los Tarantos for a 8.30pm flamenco show. Really Madrid is the place for flamenco, but we never made it, so R had promised me a show for my birthday! On our way, we were handed a flyer for a Spanish classical music guitar performance by a duo at the Basilica close by starting at 9pm. Hmmmm.....it sounded really good and R's eyes were glistening with excitement and we could always see the flamenco show the next day, so thats what we did. We had time, so on Gautam's insistence that I MUST have these, we stopped at a chocolateria and R had choc ice cream and I had chocolate con churros - again see pic. Then we headed to the Basilica. It was an amazing concert.....the lighting in the Basilica, the stained glass windows, the architecture all combined with some amazing classical music...fantastic! We were not allowed to take pics even tho the guy next to us did! We took the metro back late and this is when we had our second encounter with pickpockets!!!

When we got to our metro station - Sants - we were at the end of the train and so among the last to leave it. 2 guys had boarded 2 stations ago and were sitting across us. Both R and I felt (even tho we didn't say anything at that time to each other) that they were a bit shady! They got off at our station and sort of kept lingering ahead as if to try and get behind us. They stopped to ask directions from people, they stopped to look at poster maps...they tried everything to try and get behind us. And every time they stopped, we did too and pretended like we too were lost. Finally we got to an escalator. One of the guys ran up and came down immediately on the other side and succeeded in getting behind us. The other guy was still in front of us as we were heading up the esc. As we reached the top to get off, he dropped his cigarette case and bent down to get it, forcing us to have to wait and so the guy behind came up close to R and groped his pockets. But by now, R who was FULLY convinced they were crooks, not only had both his hands in his pockets, he kicked the guy ahead who was bent down in the butt. They scooted down the esc. on the other side once they knew we were on to them!!! I forgot to mention that R had bought a new wallet in Granada and had stuffed his old wallet with used metro tickets (with words like idiot, jerk, moron written on them) hoping someone would steal it. But he did admit that the temptation to kick the guy overcame the urge to let them pick his old wallet! So that was that! Came back to the room and kept talking about the b-----y pickpockets!

More pics of La Rambla

8th April - Alhambra, Granada

What a day!! There were no windows in our tiny room and with all drapes closed we had no idea of time, so when we woke up it was 8.55am!!! We had requested our hotel almost 2 months ago to get us tickets to see the Alhambra. Apparently they get sold out very quickly and our guide book as well as Indu and Venkat (who had been there last spring) told us to be smart and get them earlier, so the hotel folks had got us tickets for 11am. We had to be there an hour earlier to exchange our voucher for the tickets or they could get cancelled, so we had planned accordingly to leave at 9am, and here it was almost 9am when we woke up!!! We dashed around madly and believe it or not, were down at breakfast at 9.20am! We got done in 10 minutes and took a cab to Alhambra and were there by 9.50am! Whew! We stood in line which was fortunately a lot shorter than the line standing to get tickets. When we got to the counter the lady asked for our credit card to make sure it was the same number mentioned on the voucher. Bummer! We didn't have any cc. We usually leave all our passports, cards etc in the room safe! Then she asked for some ID!! Bummer again! No ID on us. Irritated at us she shooed us out of there and told us to get in the line for tickets!!! Darn darn darn! I quickly got in line while R stood there scratching his head wondering what to do. Suddenly we ( or rather "I") had this idea. The hotel had given us a sort of ID card, it didn't have a picture but it had our names and confirmed we were staying at the hotel. R fished it out, went back to the counter, he sort of cut in, and I guess the lady was so busy, she abstractedly gave him the tickets!!! That was close!

We spent about 4 1/2 hours at Alhambra, left at 2pm and took the bus back to our street. By now it was raining and not such great walking weather. We stopped at a Middle Eastern place for lunch and had spinach sambusek and veg lentil soup with beer and the mint tea which had become a real hit with us. We fell for this drink so much we bought a tea set - a sliver plated tea pot with 6 glass cups - so we could recreate this back home. We got back to our oom, browsed the Internet for a while, had a bath since we had skipped one in the morning, packed a little and left to go shopping for souveniers at 5pm.

We went looking for a dagger...R had been wanting one for a while but everytime he found one, he would ask the shopkeeper for some history on it...whether it was a Spanish dagger, how old, what do the motifs on it mean etc etc. Not one of them knew anything. so off we went again! We got everything but a dagger...had dinner at Kasbah restaurant - veg cous cous and soup- and came back at 8.30pm.

More Alhambra pics.....

7th April - Tangier to Granada

Woken up by call from home. All fine there, J and L behaving themselves. Yay! We were the only ones down at breakfast cos it was 7am and they had just opened up. After the check out process we left for the ferry terminal at 7.45am. We decided we didn't need a cab but only this time we had an extra bag, so it probably would have made sense. Anyway, we lugged our baggage all the way, got there well ahead of time and finally boarded the ferry at which left at 9.20am.

Not to make the same mistake twice, we grabbed seats in the main cabin to get ahead in line for passport checking. But wouldn't you know it....there was nothing this time!!!! We reached Tarifa port at 12.20pm local time (the ferry ride took 35 minutes but Spain is 2 hours ahead...). By the time we got to Algeciras port it was 1.10 pm and we had just missed the 12.15 train to Granada!!!! The next train was only at 4pm and got to Granada at 8.50pm, so we had a quick lunch at the same restaurant and decided to take the bus which was not only leaving at 2pm but also reaching Granada a good 2 hours earlier at 6pm. The fare was about the same - 19 euros each! The weather was yuk! Rainy and a bit cold but since we were in the bus it didn't matter so much. It was an absolutely beautiful drive all along the Costa Del Sol coast via Marbella and Malaga! The bus was fabulous....very long, spacious, air conditioned with reclining seats! We passed some great scenery and saw olive groves all along the way. We got to Granada a bit early at 5.45pm, took a taxi to the hotel, Casa De La Migueletes, and got there by 6.30pm. Its a beautiful hotel, a 14th century restored building, with a courtyard, wood beams and rafters and handmade wood furniture in all rooms! The room itself was tiny though, but beautifully done.

We left our luggage and went to Calle De Elvira, a well known shopping street. It was a blend of Spanish, Moorish and Arabic shops selling mint teas, lamps, tapestries, rugs, jewellry, brass ware and occasionally Indian kurtas!!! After walking around for more than an hour, we stepped into a restaurantm Cafe La Orientale, from where we could hear the sounds of Spanish guitar. There was a guy in the bar upstairs playing music on the Classic guitar, so we got a table and listened for an hour or so while sipping mint/rose tea! He was excellent! All these guitar playing guys have long hair and R has been saying he wants to learn how to play the Spanish guitar, but for that he will have to grow his hair and the nail on his little thumb long!!!!

After this we browsed shops some more and then had dinner at Samarcanda - hummus, hammara, falafel, red wine and some fab dessert the waiter recommended. Came back to hotel by 10.30pm. Usually this is when we watch some CNN to catch up on all the news, but the Tv wasn't working so the guy at the front desk was nice enought o get us another one, tho by the time it happened it was close to midnight, so we just crashed!!!

More pics of Granada.....