When I was growing up, travelling abroad was a big deal. A really big deal. You talked about it for months before you even took that flight and don't even ask about bragging rights once you returned! If you went to London, you were pretty cool...but the top of the social pyramid was reserved for those who travelled to the Promised Land-America!! They came back with stories of exotic food, mesmerizing cities and the land of plenty!
When my brothers moved across the oceans some two decades back, my interaction with them was reduced to sending them rakhis every year with a handwritten note about the year gone by. This ofcourse was before Zuckerman came into our lives.
Our love for travel has shown us a glimpse of beauty scattered around the globe. But when I landed at San Francisco 2 days back, I felt like the school girl who had finally 'arrived'.
And it is all that it promised to be. The burgers are sinful, the drinks supersized and meeting my brothers as if they had never left.
Travel diaries to follow...but for now, let me sip my tea as I feed the ducks in the lake in the backyard...its a tough life, you see!!
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