Finally A Blog

For the people who know me well, it would not be a surprise. I have a streak of adventure in me. And sometimes I find myself in situations which make for good recounting. To set the stage right, this was the time before Air Bnb and smartphones. Maps were still physical and you would talk to people to find out directions. Many moons ago, in summer of 2007, Shishir and I decided to go to Bouillon, a small town in southern Belgium, close to French border. It is a beautiful historic town. Its castle is considered one of the most beautiful in medieval architecture. More about it later. Journey from Brussels to Bouillon is a short one (in fact, journey from anywhere to anywhere in Belgium is a short one). It was a Sunday. The plan was to spend the day there and return in the evening to Brussels. Unbeknownst to us, the last bus departed quite early on Sundays, which means that after waiting for a long time at the bus stop, we realised we are stranded and started weighing our options. ...