Sunday, July 13, 2025

Summer 2025

 Day 0 

As usual K was working till the last minute, bless him, I had taken the Friday off to pack and clean the house, R waited till the morning to finish packing. There was a row between R and I as usual and as has been happening of recent, I did not speak to R on the way to the airport. As always , she bounced back to normal and started conversing and compelling me to converse.


Day 1 

Reached Amsterdam in the nick of time to the connecting flight. Landed at midnight at Split only to find that R and my luggage had not arrived, customs and airport officials  were notvery  pleasant, rental car guy had closed his cabin and gone , despite us having a booking for the slot.  Fortunately, there was another rental agency guy, Djan, who had smartly made it his business model to capture such disgruntled customers. So, drove back with djan to hotel split, podstrana and made a pact to move our booking to his rental for the rest of our stay.


Day 2 

Had a so,so morning breakfast, ( R and I in K’s shirt and me in his horrible manly shorts, looking like a lesbian but with horrible taste in clothes! I took an executive call that we will enjoy irrespective first, so went down to the beach, had a lovely swim, did a cringe Dame un Grr reel/video, collected Djan’s car , went to city centre mall and mall of split shopping and that took our entire day. The cost of clothes were at least double that of England, to our utter astonishment! Clothes cost double the UK, only sanitary items cost less. Had a tortilla in the food court and Dubai chocolate ice cream and wrapped our day wondering when we would get our luggage. K had raised a pair with the airlines so we can track our luggage , if they found it.

Day 3 travelled to izletiste luka rafting in ku ice at 8.25. Boarded Christian’s raft with Paul, Lena, Toya and Marie from Denmark. Verona river and canyon. Stopped next to a dark small cave. Swam into the ice cold water of the cave, climbed the rocks for 6 minutes and boarded the raft again. Though weather was around 28degrees there was a gentle breeze and the shrubs and trees on both sides made it a pleasure to navigate the crystal clear cetina river , even the few rapids! 


Went to restaurant epitium for a lovely meal of sphagetti Sophia loren and sea bass. Also had the traditional Rozata dessert. By then the status had updated that the luggage had arrived in Split. But, it being a Sunday, it would not be delivered that day and the receptionist warned us that just the week before some other client of his did not get it delivered till the end of their holiday! So, IKand R went to the airport (49 minutes one way!) to collect the luggage. R was too knackered and wanted to have a lie in, so left her and K and I visited the Diocletian palace and the lovely promenade. Surprisingly parking ewas easy and weather, though 35 plus, with breeze from the waterbody along the promenade, very pleasant.Bakeery items, fruit salad and smoothie for the night packed, we went back to the hotel


Day 3

Had a morning swim at hotel split, breakfast, packed, checked out, drove to Zadar( with delightful views of ravines, kric national park). Stunning oromenadecwalk alongside emerald sea. Sea waves playing the sea organ by Nicola Basic via pipes and chambers underneath the sea. It was magical. Had lunch at the Restaurant Groppo ( iced tea and Greek salad for me, spinach tagliatelle for R and sea bass for K), grabbed Dubai chocolate and Peruvian chocolate ice creams and made our way to Plitvice. Reached Patar , checked in, two 3 bed capacity rooms, two spacious bathrooms, living cum dining room and kitchen, lugged the luggage upstairs and all 3 of us promptly settled in to the hot tub!


Day 4

Blueberries,Avocado, coco pops , orange juice and banana breakfast and out of the door for Plitvice lakes by 7.30 am. Entered entrance 1 for programme C that included a scenic ferry and a panaromic train (ish, a van of types) ride.

The landscape was Green, no flowers, lush green trees of all kinds, lower lakes crystal clear water see through, absolutely still. Upper lakes , hues of green, gentle lapping water in the wind


Lush waterfalls gushing through, moss covered stomes eeminiscent of tge welsh vallues, sun light dappled fresh green leaves on the trees that are a throw back to the english country side, emerald hued still lakes a copy of the swiss alpine lakes, gentle lapping lakes of ble to topaz and all hues inbetween that reminded me of rhodes and mykonos with a unique croatian brush of ethereal  green on top of everthing. It was a 5 hour walk. R walked ahead by herself, making American and Japanese friends along the way.K and I took our time really relishing the bounty on sight.


Pljukanci with black truffles ( a pasta), sea bass for the boss and cold coffee for the young one. We also backed a mortadella and pistachio pizza from Degenija restaurant


Came home after noodles and fruits purchase from the maxi market nearby, flopped into the sofa with pajamas and watched ‘thug life’ by logging into our Netflix. Packed later, had some food and went off to sleep, knackered. R of course inveigled a noodles from her dad for dinner.


Day 5

 once again after an avocado, orange juice, pizza and walnuts and cashew nuts, packed, cleaned and checked out. Landed for our second day, in a drizzle, in rain coats for programme E in entrance 2. This time the view was from the other side but absolutely no clouds due to the weather. So had the park almost to ourselves. This time it was a 3 hour walk.


Made our way to punta rata, post a lunch at the Poljana restaurant. It was a 3 hour drive but what a breath taking view it was- both the Dalmatian coast and the absolutely stunning Punta arata beach! The mountains, the beautiful  promenade with its leaning canopied trees, the Brela rock and the picturesque sea were mind blowing. Spent a bit of a walk there and made our way to Park makarska . No onsite parking but a young lad helped us download the luggage and went with K to help organise a parking spot some distance away.



The room was awesome with a view to the stunning sea from the bed. K and R went for a walk around the old town and came back with Pad Thai noodles from Pana Thai street food restaurant. I had a nice long soak in the tub and washed my hair.


K and I had dinner in the room balcony with a view of the night sea and the twinkling blue stars., chatted a while and went to bed. It was two king sized beds put together , so quite spacious.


Day 6 

Got up early and went for a nice long walk along the pebbled beach with ilayaraja Melodies in my headphones. Sat in the bench at the beach she of the pier and watched the small white boats bobbing in the azure sea. The pebbles were smooth and big unlike the small, sharp ones in England.


Breakfast was a good spread. It was a relief as one of the reviews said it was mainly pork. As it turned out, there was barely any.


Rested awhile and went down to the crowded beach. R went the length first, bought a doughnut for her and joined K in the ice cold water. It became alright after some time. Had a good swim for half an hour and went in to the hotel pool which was deliciously warm. Spent another half hour there and then in the jacuzzi. Showered, changed and went up to our room.


Rested and went down for lunch at Po and Po right below the hotel. Vegan poke bowl, pumpkin soup for me and some fish thingie for K was good. Tagliatelle and veggies for R not so much.


R went up to relax. K and I took a promenade walk and returned with ice creams and snacks for the 3 island tour the next day. R went out on her own a bit and came back and packed for the early boat tour.


Day 7 


Got up early, relished a quick breakfast and rushed to the 15 minute walk along the promenade to Palladian rent a boat tour that covered the Pokrivenic ( Hvar), little blue cave ( Hvar), blue lagoon (Zecevoisland)and Jelsa island (Hvar).It all started well with the speed boat but only when the choppy waters did a number on our backs I recalled we did a speed boat and parasailing in Paphos and decided speed boats were not for us! There are no toilets or changing areas, so I stayed in my swim suit and coverall. R and K enjoyed swimming up to the blue cave (only R as the entrance was way too narrow and the waters way too choppy) , the blue lagoon ( K, R and I)  and the Pokrivenic ( K and R).


We did have Frank Sinatra crooning and Bob moreley jiving gently, stunning visuals and just 2 other couples, so those as pecks were indeed nice! Lukaz, the sailor was a nice guy.


The Jelsa island stop was cute. As always in Croatia, the public toilet was sparkly clean and I changed in to comfy clothes after and before the boat. We had Dubai chocolate ice cream yet again, hazel nut ice cream and the island’s famous lavender ice cream!


R as usual made friends with a danish couple ( a dentist lady and a gent who was a bio medical professor) and a Cornish couple.


R and K enjoyed a lot but no more speed boats or swimming from the boats for me!


The views were stunning as usual though. We walked back from the boats and I went straight to the 1.6 m deep hotel swimming pool and did some confident laps!


R finished off the tagliatelle and veggies from the room fridge, K and I went to a promenade restaurant and I had a veg enchilada and K a sea bream. Had some vegan dark chocolate and walked back. K fell fast asleep, so R and I went down to the beach, spread our mat and read our kindles , watching the beautiful sun set. K joined us after 2 hours. R went up, K and I walked the opposite length of the promenade, bough lt some watermelon and kefir, spent some time pool side and then came up to pack for check out the next day


Day 8


Had a relaxed good breakfast enjoying the spread at Park Makrasja, packed and left for Dubrovnik. Found the baggage’s weighed slightly more, so stopped at Toni Supermarket and bought an extra suitcase and repacked at the parking! Enjoyed the drive through the bridge to Dubrovnik. The entire two and a half hour ride was scenic. Went up to the observation point at Dubrovnik and enjoyed the absolutely stunning views of the old town and the bay( GoT was inspired by this view I believe). 


Rushed to the Dubrovnik airport ( huge but pathetic food choices!), returned the car, checked in and boarded the flight back to Schipol Amsterdam and from there on to home!


In all, a wonderful trip. Croatians could come across as brusque but in the end they are really helpful and honest. They do stare a lot if you are non white but they don’t mean to be intimidating I think! Like Portugal, this country too is impeccably clean, even the public toilets in the remotest of islands. Not a single beggar or homeless to be seen and infrastructure is flawless! In all, a delightful country, but you need to be secure and confident to enjoy the place, especially if you are non white!


Monday, June 23, 2025

Birthday 2025

 What a roller coaster. With my new job since December, it had been very hectic for both K and I . R with her GCSEs had been working really hard but also had been asking a lot of us in terms of emotional support. We really felt the pressure and planned a birthday trip to Amsterdam and a summer trip following that. (Though the ladies had planned a girls only trip post the exams and since it clashed with my b day, I had to decline as I prefer spending Bdays with K)Work got really bad in terms of pressure and compatibility with my manager and was going through a really intense time with work, GCSEs, managing the home etc. Friendships did not help either. One, over smart lady R, played some games, was really nasty and then had the cheek to ask me for help and reference for a job at my workplace, that she was not qualified for!

At the same time, another lady N was a gem and was a real help in terms of counselling and just being there with dignified support. While all this was going on and R's exams were at their peak, my mom called up and said she feels like she was on her last days and needed me to visit asap. My brother did counsel me that she has these mood swings and I could finish R's exams and leave. I was in a mind to do that but two things changed that stand. In one of many such calls, R was next to me and felt really bad for my mom and suggested that I do visit her, despite R being on her GCSE exams which we had all been working towards emotionally and otherwise for the past couple of years. Secondly, my mom's pleas were getting desperate. ( Especially poignant as, since I married K, she had not spoken to me for 10+ years and contact had been barely 6 hours in the past 15 years and she only saw R first when R was 3). Suddenly, of all of us siblings she needed to see me immediately!

So, I carried work to India - work where the politics was at its highest and I had to work atleast 3 hours more than normal. K, as always in a crisis, was an absolute star. He booked my tickets, organised taxis, local sim cards , helped pack bags etc - so despite external pressures, the journey itself was as smooth as possible. He booked B class , so sailed through all check ins and the B lounges of Emi were an absolute delight. Boarding was mostly through these lounges so could work till the absolute last minute. Service and food were top notch as well. 

Even so, had to work in all the lounges and on the taxi from the airport to home. Mom was fine, it turned out. R in fact cried a bit once she realised I actually was going during her GCSEs. But somehow she managed, once again as K worked from home and was a rock solid support. First couple of days mom needed my support to sleep next to her, physically move her etc. The next day of my landing, her elder brother passed away, so had to physically assist her to the crematorium to enable her to see his face. The next few days were spent physically assisting her in the mornings and working late into the night. S, a good friend, chatted with me every day - helped me go through the pressures and the hurtful realisation that mom only wanted me to come because I was the only open door - she was hoping to use my visit to prompt the others to visit.

Went to MMalai with my school class mate A, and it was one of the highlights of the visit. Got smart bulbs, lights and Echo arranged for her and felt I did what I could as a daughter - as have always done.

K understood what I felt and arranged for the last day of my visit to be spent with my absolute delight of a friend C in Chennai. She helped me recover and recharge. We had a spa day and went shopping and that one day helped me feel valued and loved and feel proud as an individual once again. Some friends are just real magic!

In the meanwhile, N, Nam, Ak gave food to K and R more than once and S, Su gave food as well. H, who I once thought was a good friend and who I supported every step of her own journey when her mom was unwell, copied and pasted my own message except the bit where I had said' I would give her family food'. It hurt. Shared with S and then immediately H sent a explanatory message and sent food a couple of days later. 

Apart from that, tough times really showed the true faces of a lot of 'friends'. Irrespective, I only ended up feeling blessed with the likes of C, N and S. That is three more than most people have. And of course there was K - my rock.

As soon as I landed back, K whisked me away to Amsterdam for my Birthday as planned. I had been there around 12 years back with M, my friend as a mothers' day gift from both our husbands. It was a tulip tour then. This time it was more of a city tour. K really was gentle and kind and understanding and I vowed to remember this the next time we fought!

R had asked to go to the temple (!) the last day of her exam and they did go and were there when I landed back home. We then left for our holiday the next day. We had a lovely three days visiting hte Ryke museum, Ann* FraK's house, D square, canal walks, Maritime museum etc. Food was beyond amazing - the dutch pancakes with lavender cream , the stroopwaffles, the omelegg breakfasts, anjappar meals and of course the apple pie at winkle 43 was beyond yum. We set the pace and enjoyed immensely. 

Back home. Back to work soon. Fingers crossed - the rest of my ashtama sani gets better and not worse!