Travel stories by Travelling Ides of March, a travel blog from India. Amrita Das is a travel blogger and a freelance travel writer based in Kolkata, India.
My last visit to Mysore bore some scarring memories. One of them was the endless walk at Brindavan Garden to see a musical fountain. It is an experience I would not like to re-live ever. And so it was no surprise when this time I revisited Mysore, I steered clear of Brindavan Garden. But my…
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Essentially a summer destination, Switzerland is rare inclusion in our travel winter list. However, travelling to Interlaken in January introduced me to its winter adventures. Known for its scenic Swiss Alps and popularised by Yash Chopra’s films, there is more to this Swiss town than just picturesque landscapes and romantic rendezvous of summers. Sledging On…
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Earlier this month, a long standing communication was actualised. I travelled to villages around Mysore in Karnataka to witness the work that Srinivasan Services Trust (SST), CSR wing of TVS Motors, do. Since its inception in 1996, SST has grown into an independent arm with a vast team. They predominantly work in five states of…
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On a bright summer morning, I ambitiously set out to hike Rochers-de-Naye, a part of the Swiss Alps, which overlooks Montreux and Lake Geneva. There are plenty of scenic hiking trails here and my plan was to walk from Jaman to summit. Once I alighted from my cogwheel ride at Jaman, I stopped to ask…
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My relationship with SWISS International Air Lines goes back to 2009. It was my first international flight, from Delhi to Geneva via Zurich. Over a period of eight years, this relationship has grown. I have flown SWISS many times and my experience with the airlines has also differed. 2009: DEL-ZRH-GVA 2012: BOM-ZRH-GVA 2016: BOM-ZRH 2017:…
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Ever since I can remember, walking has been my expression for happiness, curiosity and departure. Growing up amidst the beautiful hills of Shillong, in Northeast India, walking wasn’t as therapeutic as it is today. It was the only way of getting around the town; we used to walk to college, to weekend gatherings, to reluctant…
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