Prague....Cesky Krumlov......Bohemia.....

Czechoslovakia formerly Bohemia had suffered wars and splitting the country itself when Slovakia was formed in 1939. The capital city Prague or Praha is a typical Central European city with opera houses and theatres. 

 Nestled in the heart of Central Europe, Prague unfolds like a living fairytale. With cobblestone streets, Baroque architecture, medieval castles, and vibrant markets, the Czech capital effortlessly blends history, art, and culture. Our visit took us from the elegance of Prague’s opera theatre to the medieval charm of Český Krumlov—a UNESCO World Heritage Site tucked away in the countryside

The red tiles and the church steeples looked gorgeous in the golden autumn sun. The concierge at the Hilton Downtown Prague suggested that I will enjoy the walk in the old town. Prague is preparing for the weekend. The open street market began to emerge on the cobblestone streets mixed with music and dance. We sampled warm country breads, artisan cheeses, and herb spreads, all washed down with a taste of non-alcoholic Slivovitz—a traditional plum brandy served warm, which added a fruity depth without the alcohol. It was the perfect way to connect with Czech culinary traditions.

Echoes of Music: Prague’s Opera Theatre

One of our most memorable experiences was visiting the Prague State Opera. The neoclassical building, with its ornate interiors and majestic chandeliers, reflects the city’s long-standing love affair with music. Though we didn’t catch a full performance, just stepping into the opera house gave us a sense of its cultural richness and acoustical legacy. Mozart’s spirit still lingers in the city that first embraced Don Giovanni.

 

Franz Kafka’s World: House and Museum

 No literary lover can visit Prague without tracing the steps of Franz Kafka, one of the city’s most enigmatic sons. Franc Kafka lived in the Renaissance house in the old town square. Now it houses a museum, and his famous books The trial’s original manuscript was kept. We visited his birthplace and spent a contemplative afternoon at the Kafka Museum, which offers an immersive and sometimes surreal glimpse into his life and imagination. The exhibits, with dim lighting and thought-provoking installations, captured the haunting tone of his writings.

A Walk-Through History: Charles Bridge and the Castle

A stroll across the Charles Bridge, lined with 30 baroque statues and bustling with street musicians and artists, felt like walking through centuries of history. like all the visitors we dropped some coins into the Vitava river! Of course, to come back again.

On the other side rose Prague Castle, a sprawling complex that has witnessed the reign of kings, emperors, and presidents. We wandered through the courtyards, admired the gothic spires of St. Vitus Cathedral and enjoyed the panoramic views of the red-roofed city below.

  Český Krumlov: A Bohemian Gem

Leaving the city behind, we drove through the scenic Bohemian countryside to the fairytale town of Český Krumlov, a UNESCO World Heritage Site. The town’s winding alleys, red-tiled roofs, and stunning castle perched above the Vltava River made it feel like stepping into a storybook. We spent the afternoon exploring the Renaissance-style castle, its lovely gardens, and the quaint cafes that line the cobblestone lanes.

There is a beautiful Baroque theatre. This town is famous for yearlong festivals. Artists and craftsman are seen everywhere displaying their creativity. Tasted the best cinnamon tredelnik, a traditional dessert. The setting sun’s rays made the city filled with radiance and the birds are sounding in unison go back and we all need to rest. We started our journey back to Prague.

Final Thoughts

 Prague enchanted us with its timeless beauty, deep-rooted culture, and warm hospitality. From majestic opera halls to Kafka’s introspective world, and from bustling markets to medieval castles, the city offered layers of discovery at every corner. Our detour to Český Krumlov added the perfect countryside contrast—quiet, picturesque, and profoundly historical. As we left the Czech Republic, we carried with us not just memories, but a piece of Central Europe’s enduring soul.

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Madagascar Part I... Antananarivo...Historic Sites...Lemurs

Madagascar: A Surprise Island Adventure off the African Coast Part I

During a memorable tour of South Africa during Christmas holidays, an impromptu idea from my brother and sister turned into an unforgettable detour — a visit to Madagascar, the fourth largest island in the world.  Lemur monkeys are the must see with their pranks and agility.  have written a quick blog on this. This time I am adding more details captured in my diary.

With no plans and just curiosity in our hearts, we boarded a flight to Antananarivo, the capital city, soaring across the sparkling expanse of the Indian Ocean. Checked into the Carlton Hotel, a well-appointed haven in the heart of the city. The hotel was decorated for Christmas. From the moment we arrived, the warmth of Malagasy hospitality stood out. The staff went above and beyond, and the food—fresh, flavorful, and infused with local flair—was a delight.

A Glimpse into Madagascar’s Rich Past

Madagascar’s history is as unique as its biodiversity. Once an important stop for traders from Asia, the Middle East, and Africa, it became a French colony in the late 19th century and gained independence in 1960. The island’s culture is deeply rooted in Malagasy traditions, and Malagasy and French are the official languages. You’ll hear both in everyday life—from bustling markets to historic sites.

Historic Landmarks and Royal Legacies

 One of the highlights of our stay was visiting the Queen’s Palace (Rova of Antananarivo). Perched atop the highest hill, this historic complex offers sweeping views of the city and stands as a powerful symbol of the Merina monarchy. Though damaged by fire years ago, restoration efforts have revived its grandeur, and walking through its halls was like stepping back into a regal past. The experience was like stepping into a living history book, the echoes of royal footsteps still whispering through the stone corridors.

Our explorations around Antananarivo began with a serene walk along the Lake Anosy, where we visited the Obelisk monument, commemorating Madagascar’s independence from French colonial rule. The Andohalo Cathedral, perched on a hill with panoramic views, stood as a symbol of the country’s colonial and spiritual past.

We couldn’t miss the Lemur Park, a lush sanctuary where we got up close with some of Madagascar’s most iconic residents—wide-eyed lemurs leaping across branches and peeking out curiously from the foliage. The park offered a wonderful introduction to the island’s exceptional wildlife, found nowhere else on earth.

Markets, Peppers, and the Magic of Malagasy Flavors

 Perhaps one of the most delightful parts of our Antananarivo experience was exploring the local spice markets. We were overwhelmed by the sheer variety of peppers—red, white, black, green—each with its own aroma and intensity. Stall after stall offered handcrafted spice blends, local herbs, and natural remedies. The aromas were intoxicating, and the sellers, with their friendly smiles, were eager to share stories of their wares.  We dined in cozy local eateries, tasting dishes that were simple yet bursting with spice and flavor. Vegetarian options were plenty, with rice, greens, and flavorful pepper sauces forming the heart of many meals.

Reflection

No trip to Madagascar would be complete without exploring its vibrant spice markets. The island is a treasure trove of exotic spices, and walking through the local bazaars was a sensory delight. We were enveloped in the rich aroma of freshly harvested peppers—black, white, red, and green—alongside vanilla pods, cinnamon bark, cloves, and turmeric. Each stall offered something unique, and the spicy scent lingered in the air like a warm embrace. The vendors were eager to share their knowledge, and we couldn’t resist bringing home fragrant souvenirs to relive the experience through our own cooking.

Madagascar is truly an exotic island, and we are continuing our journey to Ambohimanga - UNESCO World Heritage site, Central and Coastal Madagascar. 

Check Madagascar Part II  Sky Warrior's Travels...Thoughts...

 

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Madagascar Part II...Ambohimanga...Ampefy...

Into the Heart of Madagascar – Ampefy and Ambohimanga

 Leaving behind the lively rhythm of Antananarivo, we ventured westward into the peaceful highlands of Ampefy and the historically sacred hill of Ambohimanga—a journey that revealed Madagascar’s rural soul. Ambohimanga is about 15 miles west of Antananaviro.

 We also visited the Royal Hill of Ambohimanga, a UNESCO World Heritage

site and one of the most sacred places in Madagascar. Built by the Malagasy people, it served as the spiritual and political heart of the Merina kingdom. The stone gate, royal tombs, and wooden palace reflected an enduring pride and cultural resilience.

Ambohimanga – A UNESCO World Heritage Site

Our first stop was Ambohimanga, a hill steeped in sacred significance and considered the spiritual home of the Malagasy people. This UNESCO World Heritage Site includes royal tombs, traditional dwellings, and fortifications. Walking its stone paths, surrounded by ancient walls and endemic trees, gave us a deep sense of reverence.

 The Merina dialect is one of the eighteen dialects of the Malagasy people. The Merina kingdom played a major role in absorbing the multiple chiefdoms in the central Madagascar. King Ralambo is the powerful chief who made this possible. This remained powerful during the 17th and 18th centuries followed by a greater control of the entire Madagascar 

The site reflects the kingdom’s proud past and the fusion of spiritual, cultural, and political identity of the Merina people. Locals still come here to offer prayers and honor ancestors. It’s a quiet place, yet full of voice—speaking through stone, tradition, and wind.

 Ampefy – Waterfalls, Volcanoes, and Village Life

 Our trip took us west to Ampefy, a charming village surrounded by volcanic hills and crater lakes. It was a breath of fresh air from the city—quiet, green, and tranquil. The journey felt like a window into rural Malagasy life, where time seemed to slow down.

Driving on to Ampefy, we entered a landscape of gentle hills, volcanic lakes, and terraced farms. The Itasy Lake shone in the afternoon sun, and nearby, the majestic Lily Waterfalls roared over rocky cliffs. We hiked around, taking in the lush surroundings and watching children play in the river. The natural geysers with minerals have created small mounds and it was great to walk around the geysers with sulphur and minerals giving a unique crimson and orange hues.

Thatched -roof homes and red-earth roads painted a picturesque scene. The air was filled with the scent of earth, woodfire, and distant blossoms. It was a simple kind of beauty, deeply connected to nature and tradition.

The rural markets here were a vivid palette of color and life. We saw farmers selling homegrown produce, baskets of spices, and even handmade tools. Everything felt grounded and authentic. Life moved slowly, and the people welcomed us with quiet warmth.

Reflections

What began as an unplanned excursion turned into a deeply enriching journey. Madagascar surprised us with its layered history, unique ecology, vibrant markets, and the kindness of its people. Sometimes the most spontaneous choices create the most lasting memories—and this island gem, rising from the Indian Ocean, certainly left a mark on our hearts.

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Tasmania...Australia...Mt. Wellington...

A Royal Welcome in Hobart

In 2004, while living in Melbourne on a business assignment, I used every opportunity to explore the vast and beautiful Australian landscape. One of the most unforgettable getaways during that time was my trip to Tasmania—a small island state to the south, rich in wilderness, history, and rugged beauty.

I took a short flight to Hobart, the capital city, and landed right into a celebration. The entire city was festive, buzzing with excitement as Queen Mary of Denmark (then Mary Donaldson, a Tasmanian native) was about to marry the Crown Prince Frederik. The local pride and royal fanfare made the visit feel even more special.

Driving the Great Eastern Drive

Tasmania may be small, but it offers an incredible variety of scenery. We embarked on the Great Eastern Drive, one of the most spectacular coastal journeys in the world. The winding road hugged the shoreline, with endless views of turquoise waters, jagged rocks, and long, empty beaches.

Charming Coastal Stops: Coles Bay, Bicheno, and Swansea

Our first major stop was Coles Bay, a peaceful coastal town at the edge of Freycinet National Park. The bay’s calm waters mirrored the sky, and the view of the Hazards Mountain range in the distance was simply stunning. Further up the road, we visited Bicheno, a charming seaside village known for its blowholes and colony of little penguins. We timed it just right to see a few waddling back to their burrows at dusk.

We continued on to Swansea, a town that took us by surprise with its graceful vineyards, sweeping beaches, and a laid-back vibe. The cool coastal air mixed with the scent of ripening grapes—perfect for a relaxing afternoon. We made a brief but memorable stop at Maria Island National Park, accessible by ferry. The island, free of cars and bustling with wildlife, felt like a sanctuary.

Farm Life and Local Warmth

Throughout the drive, we passed charming farmhouses nestled among rolling hills and green pastures. Each had its own personality—some with weathered fences and fields dotted with sheep, others with roadside stalls selling fresh berries, cheese, and homemade jam. The simplicity of rural life here was refreshing and grounding. Tasmania also delighted my taste buds. As a vegetarian, I was pleasantly surprised by the availability of wholesome, flavorful options. Hearty lentil stews, wood-fired breads, artisan cheeses, and locally grown vegetables filled my plate. The cafés in Hobart were cozy and welcoming, often serving dishes inspired by both European and local traditions. 

Mount Wellington: On Top of the World

Back in Hobart, we visited a local zoo where I saw the famous Tasmanian devils and other uniquely Australian animals. But the highlight of my time in the city was the drive to Mount Wellington, the tallest mountain in the region. Though we didn’t hike the entire way, the winding road led us close to the summit. A short scramble over rocky terrain brought us to the top, where fierce winds and panoramic views made me feel like I was standing at the edge of the world.

Echoes of Ancient Music and Culture

One of the most memorable aspects of the trip was Tasmania’s deep cultural heritage, especially its connection to the island’s Aboriginal roots. I had the chance to witness traditional ceremonial music, where the haunting tones of the didgeridoo, bullroarer, and even the simple gum leaf created an atmosphere that felt timeless and sacred.

The Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery

To delve deeper, I visited the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery in Hobart. Its thoughtfully curated exhibits told the story of the island—from its ancient Indigenous cultures to its colonial past and modern-day arts scene. The aboriginals have taken efforts to bring their language back and the constructed language is called Palawa Kani. The museum displays on the colonization of British and original Dutch explorer Abel Tasman who found this island off the coast of Australia. 

The experience left me with a deeper appreciation for Tasmania’s unique identity. 

Final Thoughts

It was a journey through raw natural beauty, warm community, rich history, and soulful culture. Like every colonized country or region, Tasmania also has a poignant past but the aboriginal people with their determination have moved on with the modern trends and make efforts to bring their language, culture and identity to the World. 

To me, even after all these years, the memories remain vivid, etched by the serenity of vineyard-covered hills, the call of wild ocean winds, and the quiet wisdom of an island that feels both untamed and deeply welcoming.

PEACE ON EARTH

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Australia....Great Ocean Road....Port Campbell....

During the early 2000s, I had the incredible opportunity to live in Melbourne – Australia on a business assignment. Amid the fast-paced work life, one majestic escape kept calling me back—the Great Ocean Road. Whether it was with visiting family, friends, or simply a solo adventure, this iconic coastal highway always offered something special.

 We would set out from Melbourne early in the morning, heading southwest toward Torquay, the official gateway to the Great Ocean Road. With coffee in hand and the radio playing soft Aussie tunes, the drive itself felt like a ‘yellow brick road” journey full of excitement. The Southern Ocean shimmered alongside us, cliffs plunging dramatically into blue waters, with each curve in the road opening up to new vistas more breathtaking than the last.

 

One of the highlights of the trip was, of course, the famous Twelve Apostles—a group of towering limestone stacks rising out of the ocean like ancient sentinels. Though only eight of them remain standing, they are a surreal sight. I remember taking a helicopter ride over the coast, the wind rustling in my headphones and the pilot pointing out the majestic formations below. From the sky, the rugged coastline seemed like a painting—wild, untamed, and impossibly beautiful. 

Just beyond the Apostles lies a lesser-known but powerful site steeped in Aboriginal legend—the story of the two lovers. According to a local Gunditjmara tale, two star-crossed lovers from rival tribes fled to be together. When their families gave chase, the sea spirits took pity on the lovers and transformed them into stone, so they could remain side by side forever. It’s said that the two rock formations off the coast represent the couple—eternal, unmoving, and embraced by the
ocean’s song. Standing there, with the sea wind whispering past, the legend adds a spiritual depth to the already awe-inspiring landscape.

 Not far from the Twelve Apostles is another dramatic and moving stop: Loch Ard Gorge. This striking inlet is named after the clipper ship Loch Ard, which tragically wrecked here in 1878. Of the 54 passengers and crew, only two teenagers survived—Tom and Eva—who washed ashore and took refuge in the gorge. Their story of survival and loss is etched into the cliffs, adding a human dimension to the grandeur of the setting. Walking along the sand at Loch Ard Gorge, the waves echo the past, and the towering rock walls seem to hold onto the memory.

 

To balance the coastal drama with lush greenery, a detour inland took us into the Great Otway National Park, home to one of the most enchanting rainforests in Australia. The Otway Rainforest is a world of towering tree ferns, ancient myrtle beeches, and waterfalls cascading over mossy boulders. The walk through Maits Rest was magical sunlight filtered through dense canopy, birds called out in the stillness, and every breath felt purer. The contrast between the roaring ocean and this quiet green sanctuary was breathtaking.

We continued our journey toward Port Campbell, a charming town almost nudging the border of South Australia. There, we had the surreal experience of watching whales glide through the waves—gentle giants breaching the surface in slow, elegant arcs. It was humbling, almost spiritual.

No road trip is complete without indulgences, and Timboon’s ice cream was one I still dream about. Creamy, rich, and locally crafted, it was the perfect mid-day treat. And of course, I couldn’t leave without having a generous slice of Pavlova, the iconic Australian dessert crowned with fresh fruits and a crisp meringue shell.

The Great Ocean Road wasn’t just a drive; it was an experience layered with memories—ocean mist in the air, kangaroos hopping across meadows, tiny cafés with the friendliest hosts, and photo stops that turned into quiet meditations. Each visit brought something different, and yet the feeling remained the same—freedom, wonder, and a deep appreciation for nature’s grandeur.

To this day, that stretch of winding road remains one of my favorite places in the world. A road that never gets old, no matter how many times you drive it.

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