I have come a long way since 2014 in terms of Sushi. For those who aren’t aware, Sushi is a Japanese delicacy rolled with nori & rice and a variety of fillings, such as seafood, vegetables, and condiments. Continue reading My Sushi Story
Someone once told me that Gatlinburg looks like a carnival.
Since then I had been curious that how can a town in America look like a carnival all the time?! Only when I went there last year, I could see that it indeed reflects the mirage of a carnival.
Have you been to a place where the mayor happens to be a sweet little dog?!
I recently visited Rabbit Hash, a historic county in Kentucky, where the mayor is Lacy Lou, a border collie.
That’s Lacy! Photo Source: Huffington Post Continue reading A Historic County and its Canine Mayor
Whenever I visit a new place or plan to visit one, the first thing I research about is “Food”. That’s how I learnt about Findlay Market in Cincinnati. Though I had researched about it a long time back, I had the chance to make a visit this week only. And, its just 15 minutes from my home!
Traveling is one thing and staying a zillion miles away from home another. The latter made me cranky for my first few months in the US and I ended up writing a grumpy post on how things are so irritating here. Well, I am an optimistic person so I kept looking for experiences to intrigue me and I think its time to share one of those.
I am still writhing in pain from the 2.5-mile bike ride yesterday. After ages, I rode a bike and it was tiring, though a refreshing experience.
Sloth is the right word for me.
But, I am happy that I decided to explore the Spring Grove Cemetery and, a bike was the perfect mode. Normally, I wouldn’t think of visiting a Cemetery, but I had heard some great reviews and 2.5 miles seemed achievable compared to the 4-mile far Mt. Airy Forest.
With Spring in full bloom and a cloudy sky, we couldn’t have asked for a better day to ride and explore.
On the way to Cemetery
I am adventurous and fancied moving to a new place always, or so I thought. Now that I have moved 12,000 km away from my origin, I see myself whining all the time. Maybe when everything is glorified to you all your life, you don’t find the place as sheeny. The obsession of Indians with America is well-documented and I found everything overhyped.
Lake at Burnett Woods (Close to my home)
Had it been just another vacation, I think I would have been a little more open-minded, but since I was moving to the States I automatically compared everything. And, that made my first few months difficult.