The Northern Territory , Australia

” No I am not going to any of the cities.” I replied to the invariable question that followed.

” So where in Australia  are you going?”

“The Northern Territory!” and that was followed by a blank stare.

My husband and I decided that we would be going to Australia for our vacation this year. The place we decided, we would would think of later. I mean it’s not like it has more than Sydney and Melbourne and maybe Perth. There! We would deal with the minute details later.

The  one thing that we forgot to factor in was that the minor details  covered roughly a entire island/country/continent – whatever you want to call Australia.

We are still unsure as to how we settled on the Northern Territory but we sure are glad we did.

Stay tuned to the posts on the wonderful and the beautiful Northern Territory, Australia. Till then I leave you with some pictures.

Nourlangie

Nourlangie

Anabongbong Billabong

Anabongbong Billabong

Water lilies in bloom

Water lilies in bloom

Yellow river

Yellow river

A kingfisher

A kingfisher

A road train

A road train

A croc patrolling his territory

A croc patrolling his territory

Sunet

Sunset

 

 

A culinary experiment

[This article was originally published in We are Holidays].

” It’s usually round” I tell Taeko as a way of an apology.

” Ohh! Its like the map of Australia” She squeals looking at the chappathi that I had rolled out.

We are standing in Taeko’s small kitchen. I am teaching Taeko how to prepare an Indian dinner of Chappathi and chicken curry. We are lacking a few basic ingredients like the atta to begin with.

” But is it not important?” Taeko had asked when I mentioned it to her before that start of our experiment.

” That’s alright” I reassured her.  “We can use a substitute like flour”. I  had spied a half empty packet of flour sitting on her kitchen shelf.

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Photo Inspiration : The Isle of Skye

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Head to the northern Scotland,to the Isle of Skye where town centers are the size of a postage stamp. The grass is green and the sky is blue. At every knoll there is a story of one of the many tribes of the Scottish highlands. Fairy castles, morbid massacres and always at war with the English the Isle of Skye  has a  story for you. The hairy cows or the ‘hairy coos’ as the Scots call them adds to the charm of the landscape and occasionally to the taste of your meal.