Waking-Shaking You Up, Put On Your Best Pair

I love KL–KUALA LUMPUR! And that’s why today and for the next few weeks, we are at home exploring some of the older parts of this charming city.

Some know Kuala Lumpur as a metropolitan city that never sleeps. Some call her a city that always eats, and that’s how she grows and keeps on rising to expand her waistline to form what we call today the greater Kuala Lumpur.  The greater Kuala Lumpur’s area is covered by 10 municipalities surrounding Kuala Lumpur city and is today home to over 7 million people from various parts of the country and world.  And speaking of ‘eating’, one would hardly ever go hungry at any hour. Just drive out a couple of kilometres, and you are bound to bump into a friendly neighbourhood restaurant or stall.

There are newer parts of Kuala Lumpur which I also like, but our early morning walk today is to look at the older jewels. The time is 6.15 am. It’s a rest day, and the city is mostly ours for the next few minutes. 

My first stop is one I had passed by every single day during my secondary school days commute:  the Kuala Lumpur City Central Railway Station. Grab your perfect spot across the street, wait a few minutes and there! Watch that magnificent sunrise over the beautiful Neo-Moorish styled domes and horseshoe arches. The station is located on Jalan Sultan Hishamuddin (previously known as Victory Avenue). This was built in 1910 to replace an older station at the same site. The design of the station was undertaken by Arthur Benison Hubback, an English architect who had also worked on several other notable buildings in British Malaya. 

The station

This station was once the central station for long distance intercity commuters up until 2001 when the traffic was diverted to the new Kuala Lumpur Sentral (KL Sentral).  Today the station serves as a stop. The building also had a hotel to serve its passengers (Heritage Station Hotel). I did once have coffee at the coffee house at the Heritage Hotel some 20 years back, decades before I started my coffee trail blog.

The new day starts.

On my left, opposite the railway station, is another famous landmark, the Hotel Majestic.  Stay with me–there are lots of dates to digest here. Be assured, history was once one of my favourite subjects, and if you have read some of my other postings, you would realise that connection. This hotel originally opened in 1932 for guests. Just like the railway stations, this building’s architecture was also influenced by the transitional hybrid of neoclassical and Art Deco styles. The 51-room hotel then served as a more luxurious option compared to the Heritage Station Hotel across the street. In the past, Hotel Majestic had also been used for political reasons - as a transit camp by the Japanese occupation government and then years later as an important party and government meeting venue during pre- and post-independence from the British. 

A new life!

In 1983, the hotel was officially closed for business, and in 1984 the building was used as the national art gallery. In 1998, a new gallery was constructed and took over that role as the new National Art Gallery (on Jalan Tun Razak). A few years later, the Hotel Majestic was refurbished, remodelled, and once again became alive in December 2012. Today it has 253 rooms in a new tower along with 47 rooms from the original majestic tower wing. I don’t know what happened to the remaining four bedrooms.

Next to the Majestic Hotel, heading towards the direction of the city, is another Neo-Moorish styled building belonging to the railway station authorities. It is used as an administrative office.

KTMB Administrative Building

I keep to the path and approximately 200 meters away from the station is the National Mosque, a beautiful 16-pointed star green-blue roofed styled building that has a capacity for 15000 people. I learned a few more new details - the original structure was designed by a 3-person team (the UK and Malaysian architects) and was built in 1965. Its original roof was a pink structured one. If you have a picture of that, please do share it here. I would love to see it.

National Mosque

Keep walking, and you’ll pass by the Methodist Girls Secondary School, but you would not be able to see it from where you are, as it is quite hidden.  The school celebrated its 120th anniversary in grand style in 2016.

Across the street is the Daya Bumi complex, comprising a 35-story tower building and the General Post Office Building. Here is where you can get your first day covers or previous covers/special stamps, PO Boxes, and other special postal needs. Don’t ask why, I know I am not a celebrity, but I did have a dedicated PO Box for a very long time here in the 90s 😊 and this would indicate to you how often I’d come here in the past. I did not get any real mail, but it got filled with lots of marketing brochures. Both buildings have a white marble finish. This complex was designed jointly by two local architect companies. The design is Modern Islamic. It was completed in 1984. The tower is a commercial building. This was used as the main office for Petronas before the Petronas Twin Towers was built. ** At present, I don't have a close-up picture of the building, but you have a glimpse of it above (view with the railway station).

After the tunnel, you will find yourself in another historic landmark. Take a deep breath because this is a grand place. You’ll see a lot here, but let me help you visualise some of them. First Dataran Merdeka (Independence Square). Located in the square is the Royal Selangor Club founded in 1884, once the meeting place for educated and high ranking British colonial society. I think it is still difficult to get membership in this club 😉. It was at Dataran Merdeka on the midnight of 30 August 1957 that the British Flag was lowered and the Malayan flag was raised. To the north is St. Mary's Anglican Cathedral which was built in the mid-1890s.The cathedral is an example of English Gothic architecture. This is open for all visitors.

In front of Dataran Merdeka is the grand Bangunan Abdul Samad building. The building was first used in 1897 as government offices during the British days. The building also housed the superior courts of Malaysia (Federal, Appeal and High courts) up until the early 2000s. R.A.J Bidwell and Hubback were both responsible for its design. This is a 2-story building, stretching along Jalan Raja. This was the largest building in Malaya. There are three towers with copper-clad onion domes; the central one is the 41m high clock tower. This clock still functions today. It is 7.30 am now! 

Here I stand, tall and proud of who I am

The Dataran Merdeka area is usually closed to motor traffic on weekends, and this becomes a favourite hangout for tourists and locals. This is a common place for events of all scale – such as national day marches, flora parade, cultural shows, marathons and sporting events. During FIFA world-cup, live matches are shown here on the giant display, so join me and others for the next. This morning there is a group of super-bikers assembled here before the start of an expedition. I cheered them on as they left.

The Supporting Force

Kuala Lumpur is the national capital of Malaysia and is one of the leading economic powers in South East Asia. Tilt your head up. Across the river, the odds of sighting a local or foreign bank building nearby is good.  This area is also the financial centre of the country.   I am now at the end of Dataran Merdeka, and if I go straight north on this road, I’d be at the well-known shopping district. But it’s still too early to start spending.

The 'bank' of banks.

As I write this entry, though it was just a short walk, it has opened me up to a lifelong wealth of knowledge and a deep sense of appreciation for the roads I have travelled on and the greatness of the buildings I see every day.  And of course, as usual, there is always coffee for you and me no matter where. I am back home; the fragrant morning city air is still wrapped around me. I wanted something personal. I made myself a Normandy coffee, a recipe from The World Encyclopaedia of Coffee, a book my friend and colleague Joyce had lent me when she heard about my blog (and of course, not forgetting my sister for getting me that huge and heavy hardcover of the same. It survived TSA!! I will read every word of it!!).  Normandy coffee is a tangy-apple-spiced hot espresso, just right to absorb in all that well-flavoured history I learned today. It is named after a region in France known for its apple orchards.

Spice up the day with a Normandy

  

I hope my morning walk has set you on the trail of curiosity to explore your city and perhaps mine too someday. I can’t wait to hear your experience, so tell me more about it. Until then enjoy the walk, take in your city, enjoy your cuppa, maybe a Normandy, and have a good week ahead.

* Note: references are made to online archives for historical facts.

A Poet, A Monk and the Rock-Star!!!

My next coastal stop in India is Kanya Kumari, located at the southernmost point of the Indian subcontinent. For centuries this place was the centre of art and religion especially during the reign of the great kings of Cholas, Cheras, Pandyas and Nayaks. Today it remains an important pilgrimage site in Tamil Nadu state. The main industry here is tourism. Kanya Kumari is one of the few places in India where you can get a three-in-one smashing deal, it comes free but will last a lifetime of memories – to witness a glorious sunrise and sunset, and on full moon days witness the unique sights of simultaneous sunset and moon rises.

Kanya Kumari was formerly known as Cape Comorin during the British regime. Getting here is pretty easy.  The nearest major airport is in Trivandrum (in the state of Kerala) just about 100 KM away. A car ride on a fine day would be under 3 hours.  There are train and bus transfer options from major cities in India, the duration depends on where you board it from.

Around Kanya Kumari

Kanya Kumari is at the meeting point of three great seas – the Bay of Bengal, the Arabian Sea and the Indian Ocean. I found the centre of town to be very scenic and entertaining. Here, is where you’d want to be, amongst the famous Kanya Kumari Amman temple (for which this place is named after),  the view of the grand Thiruvalluvar Statue & Vivekananda Memorial Rock,  Gandhi memorial, the busy market site, and lots and lots of colourful crowds.

Coffee at the Arabian and hot hot spice, ouch!

In haste, we booked ourselves a resort which was not exactly at the centre and it was pricey. It was quite a walk from the hotel to the main centre, and yes, we were kicking ourselves after that. There are plenty of hotels, affordable and cheap, often with open rooftop balconies – for checked-in guests to have a nice cup of coffee or tea while enjoying a spectacular Indian sunrise or sunset. Nevertheless, we made it to the centre despite the heat and distance. Luckily, we got to visit the temple in time. After the essentials were fulfilled, sitting at the low walls and listening to the sound of the powerful crushing waves instantly revived our depleted energy levels. Also these are for sure more smashing great deals! To top the deal of deals, the coffee 😊.

A sea-breezed coffee with the great Poet himself

Meet Rajini, a mobile coffee seller on wheels, responsible for this coffee. That’s not his real name, but I call him that because he is a superstar and the coffee-making rock star of the day. I need not say more, the pictures below tell you why. He wore the biggest, brightest and sincere smile while making us the coffee. He was proud of that cup he served. I felt the power of those waves in his spirits. The coffee, Rajini – a perfect-7. If you are in Kanya Kumari, look out for Rajini, the rock star of coffee making. 😊😊

Find Rajini for Sea Breeze Coffee

I mentioned the Vivekananda Memorial Rock and Thiruvalluvar statue earlier.  The Vivekananda memorial, built in 1970, is dedicated to Swami Vivekananda, an Indian Hindu Monk, a key figure in the introduction of Indian philosophies of Vedanta and Yoga to the western world during the late 19th century. The memorial stands on two rocks, at sea, just ½ KM from the mainland. It is believed that he received his enlightenment on this rock.

Thiruvalluvar is a well-respected Tamil poet and philosopher who contributed to the famous Thirukurral, a work on ethics. Based on a linguistic analysis of his writings, it is believed that he lived between 4 BC and 1 BC. The Thirukurral in recent years has been translated into many languages. The Thiruvalluvar Statue is a grand 133 feet meters tall and is just as stately as the book.  It is 133 feet to denote the 133 chapters of the Thirukurral. The statue is next to the Vivekananda memorial.

Swimming across to the small island is not encouraged.  So, to get here, there are short, fun ferry rides for a small fee. The queues are long, do be patient. The visitors who I saw during my stay were mostly domestic ones, and these included loads of students on school excursions.

There are lots of food options, from rice to wheat based and mainly vegetarian. I preferred the smaller family owned restaurants.  Except for Rajini’s coffee, I found the meal prices, in general, to be slightly high.  The food was a lot hotter (chilly hot), and I guess the tourists here prefer this level of spice. Stock up on Eno, just in case.

On our way back to Trivandrum we stopped at a stall for some piping hot banana plantain fritters or valhakkai bhaji at Suchindram. Suchindram is another pilgrim town south most of Kanya Kumari district, just 16 KMs away. Only one word, yummy.

Unbeatable!

The Thanumalayan temple in Suchindram was built in the 17th century. It has spectacular architecture and exquisite artwork in stone. Photography is not allowed, but I am afraid I read that a bit late, so I'll only post one photo here.

Thats grand.

Another place that is a must-visit in Kanya Kumari district is the Padamanabhapuram Palace. According to wikipedia, this palace was believed to have been constructed in 1601 and then rebuilt by the founder of modern Trancore, King Anizham around 1750. The palace is regarded as a hallmark of Kerala Architecture. Although it is situated in Tamil Nadu, the palace belongs to the state of Kerala who maintain it.

Being with a King

The name Kanya Kumari brings me a mix of emotions. I could sit here all day, with you, with that great poet, watching and listening to the orchestra of three seas belting out their most powerful symphonies and feel the ancient forces watching over us. And that’s precisely what we did, remaining until way after sunset.

Lights came on. Kanya Kumari, we will meet again.

We will meet again.

Enjoy your coffee and have a great September.  

Dance to beat of the rain

It was Henri Stierlin through his pages of Hindu India (Taschen's World Architecture) who got me to see the ancient temples of India from a historical perspective. His detailed technical illustration of the old architecture explained the beauty behind the great stoned pillars and the influence the ruling kingdoms had on the designs. He not only captured the beauty and the soul of the place spot on but also led me on a journey to explore and appreciate this precious heritage for myself.


One of the magnificent temples which I have recently visited, and which was also illustrated in his book, is the Thiruchendur Sri Subramnayeswara Temple. The temple is located in Thiruchendur, a small coastal town under the Panchayat Raj Administrative system. I had been here on other occasions when young with my parents, years before I got this book.  Getting to Thiruchendur is easy – there are excellent overnight and day-passenger trains and bus services from all major cities in south India.  There is also a variety of accommodation, including free ones offered by independent organization groups.

Breath taking sights.

Thiruchendur is a small town so, getting around is easy – by foot or an auto (a three wheeler taxi). It’s a homely place, people are just so lovely and welcoming. Just as they welcome us unconditionally, we welcome the other creatures who share the walking space with us – the beautiful long-tailed (called a train) peacocks and peahens, working cows, temple elephants and the mischievous long-bearded goats. If you are patient, you may even see a peacock dancing. There is a saying that peacocks can feel the rain coming and their dance is a sign to the rest that rain is to come. When that happens, hold on to it, dance internally to that beat.

The temple has a seven-tier high tower gate (Gopuram), which was built facing the seashore (Bay of Bengal) by saints. Early inscriptions found here are believed to date back to 875 AD. In 1649 the Dutch briefly occupied the temple during their conflict with the Portuguese.

Photography is not allowed inside the temple, but the picture-perfect sun rises over the horizon are not to be missed. If you think you’d be alone at the wee hours, you’d be surprised. Accompanying you would be thousands of others, without cameras or cellphones, who are up early to say thanks to the sun for their existence. It’s a pleasure to just be there with them to feel that greatness and say thank you.

Coffee is always a treat in India. In Thirujendur, try one from Mani Iyer’s.  We usually have our meals and snacks here.  The coffee goes well with a tiffin meal such as dosa, and let me inform you, they have the best rava dosa I have ever had. As for the coffee, the key to a perfect one at Mani Iyer’s is a strong white. Sugar is usually added in. If you want less or don’t want any sugar, inform them when ordering. Traditional coffee in India is served hot,  white and with sugar. In my opinion, the style is similar to a ‘latte’ because of the way its prepared - hot milk with a coffee decoction added. The coffee amount is adjusted for its level of strength.

Tried 'em all. Its your turn now.

Hot drinks are appreciated by most in South India. It is common to see small vendors selling coffee and tea at their portable setups. I like these a lot. Their earnest effort to make a living in any small way tells me that the problems we face today are just a little test that we need to overcome now to handle the different opportunities we are handed over tomorrow. I have tried some of their coffee, I can taste that passion so strongly and I hope you do too.

A self-guided tour through dark temple corridors started by looking through the pictures of Taschen's world at Bangalore Airport where I picked this book up (back in 2000).  Now it’s travelled a world beyond with me. Those ancient bells chime as the sun rises, it’s another day. The ancient structures are speaking.

Enjoy your coffee to the sounds of the ocean and to the beat of the rain.

He made it just right. TQ!

Does Puteri really like the Sand

I sometimes can't get enough of the sun and sand. They are usually the deciding factors that veto the rest of the options when selecting a short getaway - it is simply a love for the ocean. If you and I have similar travel preferences, you'd be spoilt for choice of beaches in South East Asia. The only thing that would get in your way for that sea-breezed Pina-colada, are the forces of nature - the monsoon and typhoons. Since it's not yet that season, (time and budget on the alert radar), and more importantly the sun had been glorious over the last few weeks, it wasn't difficult to decide where to go for a day. And Port Dickson (PD) it was.

SunSet

Port Dickson is a coastal town located in Negeri Sembilan, 100 KM south of Kuala Lumpur. It's a rather quick 45-minute drive on the busy north-south Expressway to Seremban, and then a 30-minute scenic drive through the palm oil estates on the Seremban-Port Dickson highway. There are many similar destinations in the country, but because of its close proximately to Kuala Lumpur and easy accessibility, PD is positioned to meet the increasing domestic demands for weekend family outings and corporate team building events. It is popular among Malaysians and Singaporeans.

If you have some time to spare and a good book to read, try taking the KTM-Komuter train to Seremban and then take a short 2KM walk to the Seremban bus station to get a local bus to PD.  It would take you about 3.5 hours from Kuala Lumpur central station to reach your hotel if you don't make any other stops and don't lose your way. Alternatively, there are the frequent inter-city bus services from Kuala Lumpur to Seremban and then hop on to another local bus to PD. I had taken the train route on a few occasions and enjoyed the smooth ride each time — the travel budget – easy on the pocket for a casual traveller.

Do book your hotel early if you wish to stay there over the weekend. Even the most basic hotel would charge not ‘so basic prices’ during peak, and most weekends are considered peak hour.  Accommodation and food options are plenty to suit any budget. We had visited PD on numerous counts over the years, seen it grow over time from a small town with just a few hotels to what it is today – a place offering a suite of accommodations from a variety of apartments, hotels and backpackers’ hostels.

There are a few things to do around Port Dickson. This time around we visited an ostrich farm to see for ourselves these enormous birds up close and personal.  We made friends with the 4-year old Puteri, the friendliest Ostrich on the farm and met some of her other mates including a bunch of retirees. After petting some ostriches, rabbits, and donkeys, we were on the way to see the bird's eggs. Though these weren't laid recently, we still got to see one that hadn't hatched yet.  I would say it had an industrial strength shell. I stood on and jumped on it, and it wouldn't crack. My poor foot paid a dear price for that.

New Friends

Some interesting facts, these birds are native to Africa and are the largest living birds today. They can weigh up to 145kg and have very long necks. They do not fly, and no, they do not bury their heads when in danger. Though it was reported that ostriches had been spotted swimming in Australian waters (no one knows how they got there), I didn't see any displaying their swimming talents in PD. If you are curious to know how the bird tastes, the farm does offer ostrich meat dishes in the restaurant. They did not have the coffee I wanted to try on their menu.

Today, I am sharing two photo shots. First, one from far away, many miles away from sea level, sandy beaches, and long-necked ostriches. Bedoin. It's a shot taken by a colleague and friend who recently went on a cycling adventure up to Mount Ventoux, south of France. The air here is fresh, and the atmosphere is calm, making the coffee experience a relaxing one.  After many hours of cycling uphill to the top, it surely would have brought some relief when sipped.

At Bedoin

Next is a Get-Up-Uma coffee against the serene sound of waves splashing. Though I could be here forever, eyes closed, listening to the crashing waves - the reality of the coffee smell brought me back from that place far away.  The grey waters spoke to me of a hurried world, reminding me to pause a while. While Port Dickson and the ostrich farm may still be here tomorrow, not everything else may. There are so many over-riding priorities and over time, finding the equilibrium that fits one will become a necessity. The night before, the evening clouds cleared up making way for the stars to light up the skies.  I am hoping these are the same ones to find that stability.

Bliss

Pause, take your time. Enjoy the coffee.

All Beered up to a GoALLLL!!

Being a pre- iPad generation has its advantages, you actually know what a television box is, and for some, the television is regarded as a prominent family member that owns the rights to designated space in homes and comes with marked ‘do-not-move-me’ territory.  Some of us also know how this black-and-white box had evolved in shape, size, look and form over the years, from its humble beginning of being just a big jumbo, perhaps a Philips, in the centre of the living room to the current hand-held versions that get lost so easily in our overstuffed hand bags and  back packs.

If you go back in time, to the mid-90, years before the Kardashians hit the mainstream, there was a popular show called Globe Trekker (The Lonely Planet). This is an adventure travel television series where I felt I was Aladdin on a magic carpet, observing from above, shouting to Ian – 'watch out for that greasy food', 'don’t jump into the freezing lake you eejit' and, 'are you sure you want to bungee jump?'. 

It was also through this series that I formed some of the items on my to-do list. One of these was to visit the fairyland castle which a young king known as Ludwig II of Bavaria, also known as the mad king or fairy tale king, built and lived in. Neuschwanstein Castle. Ludwig II was the closest living fairy tale king for me. I was charmed by his daringness to be different, his respect for art and music and I just had to see this great madness that history talks about for myself. According to history, Ludwigs II aimed to replicate medieval architecture, mainly the Romanesque, and to pay homage to the operas of Wagner. Wagner was his favourite composer, and well, that’s a name I recognise from learning music days too.

Train reservations ✔. Train tickets printed ✔. Phone charger & clothes packed ✔. Euro & credit cards in my wallet ✔.  Es arrived from the US ✔.  Michaels Sp. advice for Munich & Oktoberfest first-timers’ sealed ✔.  Now, we are all set to go wild. ✔✔✔

First, stop Munich. Munich is 560KM from Bonn or 400KM from Frankfurt, Munich is the largest city in Bavaria and third largest in Germany. The name is derived from the term Munichen which means “by the monks”. This dates back to the days when the monks of the Benedictine order who ran a monastery that later became the old town of Munich. Like its other rich European city counterparts, Munich also is home to numerous museums, theatres, and universities (we walked where Einstein once walked). It is also the home of the BMW head office and the widely celebrated Oktoberfest. Munich has an interesting history that goes beyond the cobble-paved walkways, great composers, breweries and the famous Rathaus-Glockenspiel, and I would highly recommend that you read about it before coming to Munich or join a walking tour like we did to appreciate the sights and flavour of its culture and people. And as for vegan food – there are plenty of options, we tried the cuisine from Bodhi before setting out for a treat to hear the music of a great composer, Vivaldi.

Around Munich

Next stop, Oktoberfest. Remember Michael’s advice on do’s and don’ts ✔. Oktoberfest is an annual 3-week folk festival for all ages. The highlights include a travelling funfair for families, lots of local Munchen beer (for sale) from famous breweries, a display of decorated horse carriages & floats of breweries and lots of brass bands and music. The main attractions for me were watching the visitors dressed in traditional Bavarian outfits, the girls/ladies had beautiful hair-dos and of course the gigantic beer filed mugs. I had always wanted a mugshot with one, and the rain that morning didn’t stop us from getting to the tents for that shot. While there is so much fun and entertainment here, the basic rules of common sense apply. Here’s one I put up for first-timers in no order:

·         be dressed as a how Bavarian would be for the fest ✔

·         be aware of who is next to you ✔

Inside a beer hall

·         touch nothing that doesn’t belong to you ✔

·         if you do, wake up from your dream, apologise and move on ✔

·         know where the restroom is for ‘litter’ in all forms ✔

·         do not order lime juice unless you want to be famous in the tent ✔

·         you'll never be alone, join in the fun with any table ✔

·         if you are from out of town, know where your hotel is ✔

·         pay and tip the waitress, it’s not free beer. ✔

Did you follow the rules?

In the end, Dirndl for this visit ✗, but for the next visit, a big ✔.

@ Arena Allianz

Next. Football tickets ✔.  Directions to the Allianz Arena ✔.  The teams playing were FC Bayern Munich and FC Koln. Both wore red.  I was in blue, Es in white and since we were the only two non-German looking fans, we were forgiven for not wearing their colour. We sat with the visitors, cheering for Koln. They welcomed us instantly and even more when we told them we arrived from Bonn. FC Bayern Munich 1, then FC Koln 1, the first round of celebration beer thrown onto us in excitement. I read that in Europe, football could either unite, break or create walls and war. Being there I felt that intensity as I watched the passionate fans turn away when a free kick was awarded to the home team. Final score 1-1. We left happy together with the thousands who had their own versions of celebration.

Finally, it’s time to visit the home of the famous king of Bavaria. But before that a stop for some coffee to fuel up. My coffee shot is one which we had very early in the morning at a quaint café located in Hotel Sonne in Fussen. 

Large Booster

It was pretty much early, cold and wet when we arrived in Fussen (a small town approximately 130KM away from Munich). The city, at 6am, was still pretty much taking it easy for the moment. Though the hotel was serving only their in-house guests at that hour, the friendly manager on duty must have heard our recusant tummies growling loudly for a hot brew. We were served, and grandly I must say. The aroma was so stimulating that it refreshed us instantly. We would have stayed here longer for the warmth, but we had caught the local bus to the ticket centre in Hohenschwangau.

Leave early and wear good non-slip pair of footwear because the uphill trek from Hohenschwangau to the fairy castle is a good 45-minutes one. For us it was on a wet path (it rained just before) with trails of horse poo that you’d need to watch out for. 

In Fussen

We tried racing against the horse-drawn-carriages, but the horses beat us flat. Walking, cycling or horse carriage rides are the only options to go to the castle. Get there even earlier if you want to take the carriage, the queues are long. Keep your cameras and handphones ready at all times, the sights and panoramic views get more breathtaking with each step uphill. The Hohenschwangau Castle and lakes are some of the shots not to be missed from the top.

Worth the walk up

After burning a good number of calories, the cake waiting up there is the impressive and magical castle - Neuschwanstein. As I write this, I feel like I am once again in that fairyland. Three items checked. I need that Aladdin here again.  ✔✔✔

Another view

Update Oct19: Added photos

Vitamin Doppelespresso, Keep the Spin On.

A few weeks ago, I introduced you to my perfect-7, the Mississippi. Some days I am chattier than others and today is one of them. As such, my blog takes us back to last year, to Deutschland where there are so many more places, people and of course great coffee to talk about and this, trust me, is going to take me forever to get to the finish line.

Laundry and hotels. These were two essentials that got me a little anxious when I was in Bonn. I will tell you why. 

Now, a lovely city like Bonn has plenty of hotels, but hotels were fully reserved even before my trip had been decided on due to events that were going on in Bonn and in the cities nearby. So, I couldn't secure a reservation at the same hotel for the entire trip. Therefore, I stayed at different hotels, on different days, in the same town, depending on the room availability. Does this sound fun to you? Yes? Actually it was not.  

I usually am game for a nomadic adventure, but after the 3rd check-in-unpack-pack-checkout in the same city, the moving got less exciting than it was in the beginning. My colleague Miro who on the other hand arrived in Bonn (during the same period) without a reservation (due to late travel request), even had an interesting NYPD-like encounter at the hotel where he stayed. His comical illustration of those events will forever be one of our dinner time conversations. Ding-Dong, Ding-Dong! I am still amused. If nothing else was available, as Libor suggested, there is always a place in Königswinter. Now that little town away from Bonn is a charm! Definitely a good choice to stay at. At the end all worked out well, we all survived! We each had a roof, and the city went about doing just great to host those events.

I usually am game for a nomadic adventure, but after the third check-in-unpack-pack-checkout in the same city, the moving got less exciting than it was in the beginning. On the other hand, my colleague Miro who arrived without a reservation had an interesting NYPD-like encounter at the hotel where he stayed. His comical illustration of those events will forever be one of our dinner time conversations. Ding-Dong, Ding-Dong! (catch up with me if you want to know more about this.) Anyway, I am still amused. If nothing else was available, as Libor suggested, there is always a place in Königswinter. Now there's a charm! Definitely a good choice and at the end all worked out well, all survived! All had a roof, and the city went about doing just great to host those events.

Taking in the Godesburg

Laundry needs brought me to a neighbourhood called Bad Godesberg, the municipal district of Bonn. Here is a bit of history I googled: Up until 1999, while Bonn was the capital of West Germany, foreign embassies were located in Bad Godesberg. Today some of these buildings are still used as consulates or embassy branch offices. This neighbourhood, just like the rest of Bonn is a squeaky clean, green and warm. 

My first visit to Bad Godesberg was on the hotel staff’s recommendation when I enquired about coin-operated laundry facilities. So, after work, 'got on the train, got off at Bad Godesberg station. Once there, a short flight of steps up and I am in another delightful and important landmark. When I arrived, I was welcomed by a nice row of inviting outlets. The laundry, the reason for this trip, though not a coin-operated one was closed.  This could only mean one thing, I’d be back again and again and yet again – not only for laundry but also for the leisurely walk up to Godesburg (castle on the hill),  weekend lunch, weeknight dinner and to visit the weekend morning market.  I even convinced my sister who visited me for a few days from the US to explore this little municipal and she came back with loads of magnificent photo shots and a good selection of not-so-easy-to-get fruits back in Malaysia, both left me awed.

Wake me, shake me!

I found a couple of exquisite yet not-so-expensive restaurants and boutique cafes in this neighbourhood, one of which served the best almond croissants. The coffee here was also satisfying. My order for that morning was a fine black one with warm milk. Truly a local flavour! Just as the brightly lit cafe, their staff wore brightly lit smiles as they served everyone. The coffee was a little stronger than what I usually would have liked to have, but that’s me. The snow-flaked croissant, mama mia! The best on the planet. Together, both the coffee and croissant complimented the perfect sunny day outside. The picture here shows only a glimpse of the croissant on the right.

The wake-me-up coffee is as essential as a calm-me-down beer in Germany and here in Bonn is where I got into the habit of reinforcing an afternoon coffee in my routine, all over again. The best part of this is after that cuppa I could still sleep at night!  Most of Germany has a fantastic coffee selection but I like the traditional hot cappuccino the best, it’s worked out to have a pretty consistent taste.  We, or at least the GECO team, didn’t have to go too far in search of one in the afternoons, Nona was our key to the crucial daily question: - Meet you at Nona’s?

Justus, Christian, Saby :  Models-trees-sun
and coffee...studio perfect! 

We don’t know where Nona is today. It’s however confirmed that she hasn’t magically turned herself into a hedgehog; therefore, she is not hibernating in the cold. But she is indeed perfecting the game of hide-and-seek, and since we haven't found her yet, we miss her coffee. Well, on second thoughts maybe, just maybe,  she is taking a break and hibernating from Team-GECO’s he-man-coffee requests. So, until we get the perfect team photo with her, some of my teammates have agreed to be the models to show you how a coffee truck looks and a glimpse into their mid-day routine. As for Nona, come back and brew ‘em the best and express some over to the rest of the team who are offsite. Saby says his coffee needs to be E-ticketed ones these days, for which Nona would very quickly add a couple of extra shots of Espresso into the mix. For those who are wondering, Nona is the cheerful coffee truck owner at the DHL head office site in Bonn who knows everyone's coffee preference.

And tomorrow is another work day. No break for now, but that's not going to stop us from counting those stars to reach Delphi. See you next week in Munich.