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March’15
A bunch of crazy people of a trekking group randomly meet from different parts of England to spend a day walking from one town to another crossing one of the most iconic natural landmarks of the country.
This is the account of a day long trek of the cliffs of Seven Sisters in East Sussex. And I was one of those crazy trekkers.
Seaford
We all met at Seaford station near the Martello Tower. Led by our guide Lana, we walked towards the seafront. Seaford is a lovely seaside town, east of Brighton and west of Eastbourne, right at the foot of the rolling hills of South Down in East Sussex. It has scenic beaches and is a perfect spot for lazy summers.
It was a cold, misty and cloudy day. Too add to the fun, it was quite breezy.
A view of one of the beaches of Seaford in South Downs.
South Downs National Park:
Our walk commences into the South Downs National Park which is home to the white chalky cliffs of Seven Sisters with the dreamy blue waters of English Chanel washing their feet. The The walking trails are clearly defined.
Commencing the walk. The ascent to the cliffs was right in front of us.
Due to some parts of the South Downs being closed, we had to take a diversion, bit of a roundabout to Cuckmere Valley Park crossing beautiful scenery of Cuckmere Haven
Walk in the Cuckmere Valley
Black cows lazing around in Cuckmere Haven
Misty morning scenery in Cuckmere Haven
And some stopped by Cuckmere Valley Inn for a quick refreshment
The beautiful and cute Cuckmere Inn huddled among green bushes and trees.
Continuing our walk, we now approach the majestic chalky cliffs overlooking the vast expanse of the English Channel.
The Seven Sisters
The Seven Sisters are seven cliffs. All of them have different names. They are in a nice sketchy pattern with gradually declining arches. The names of the cliffs from west to east are: Haven Brow, Short Brow, Rough Brow, Brass Point, Flagstaff Brow, Bailey’s Hill and Went Hill.(Source : http://www.visitsoutheastengland.com/places-to-visit/seven-sisters-p274481)
Birling Gap : A beautiful spot with a restaurant of National Trust from where you can admire some really scenic views and click some envious shots.
Next few hours was trekking up and down all seven cliffs. My pace was falling, so were my legs. The views are worth every painful muscle.
Few shots along the way, a misty and cloudy day throughout with sporadic drizzles.
These rocks seemed to have the side face of a haggard man. Rather many side profiles. Interesting work of nature
We can see Beachy Head at a distance which is the highest cliff point. While it looks near, we have a good distance to walk upto it.
There is a red lighthouse here, very similar to the cliffs of Dover. In contrast to the chalky cliffs and lovely blue waters, this is like a bright color brush stroke on a mundane painting.
Beachy Head :Chalky Headland on English Channel. Also known as Suicide Point. (No wonder)
The undulating terrain of the cliffs is its real beauty. A motor-able road for those who want to take it easy and chilled out.
Another angle of the winding roads
The sun is slowly settling down. There are breathtaking views as it plays a hide and seek behind the clouds.
As our lovely walk nears closure, we could get the first sight of the beautiful town of Eastbourne from the vantage point of the South Downs park. We have to walk all the way down to that road. As we walk we decide what to do next in the town, and needless to say the unanimous choice is to rest our limbs and treat our famished self at some very well known fish and chips local joints.
Eastbourne. Very European, red roofs, terracotta shades and some lovely beaches.
Oh, what a day it has was. As I boarded my train from Eastbourne for a long journey of 2 hours back to my home at Reading, I relaxed and reminisced the day long walk , the strain in my calves and tingling numbness in my toes actually felt very rewarding. I would surely come back for another trip probably in summers when its less windy and we have more sun.
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How to reach Seaford or Eastbourne : Both these stations have railway stations which connect them to London and many other main stations. If you are coming from London, you can take trains from London Victoria to Seaford. There is a change that you have to make at Lewes. The change time is very short and you have to change platforms. So be quick. To book tickets and see timetables refer http://www.nationalrail.co.uk/
When to visit Seven Sisters : Even if you are driving up to the South Downs National Park, it will be advisable to visit during summers i.e June-August time frame. If its too wet and windy, it may get difficult to walk around.
Where and What to eat : Both Seaford and Eastbourne are coastal towns and have a great selection of sea food delicacies at their local joints. We had fish and chips in Eastbourne at Qualisea Fish Restaurant which has been dishing mouth watering seafood delights since 1964.
Seven Sisters : Trek from Seaford to Eastbourne March'15 A bunch of crazy people of a trekking group randomly meet from different parts of England to spend a day walking from one town to another crossing one of the most iconic natural landmarks of the country.
From Queen of Hills to Queen of Hearts
From Queen of Hills to Queen of Hearts
There is no other credential about me that makes people ‘Wow’, than the fact that I hail from Shimla.
Most people reading this post, if from India would have understood the above statement. If you dont know whats so great about Shimla, you may want to use Google Images to get a first hand feel. Or cruise thru this post as well.
Shimla is a small beautiful scenic hill town and the the capital city…
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...and there were more Balconies at Barcelona
…and there were more Balconies at Barcelona
Barcelona is undoubtedly an architectural marvel. Its a sheer delight to walk in its streets and be awed by the creations of its master Architect Antoni Gaudi; Or get frenzied in its soccer mania; Or savor its lively beaches.
Among all this, what caught my attention after first few hours of walking around the city was that most of the buildings have amazing Balconies. They are symmetrical,…
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Danube Bend : Exploring Hungarian Towns
Danube Bend : Exploring Hungarian Towns
In my short three days trip to Hungary, I chose one day to step out of the glitz of Budapest. As this was a last minute planned trip, I couldn’t do much of my usual research on where to go. So I browsed and chose a small group tour for a day, Danube Bend which would take me to few towns on the banks of the River Danube.
So here started my Day 2 in Hungary. A small matador picked me and few other…
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England's Bay of Naples :Weymouth, Dorset
England’s Bay of Naples :Weymouth, Dorset
Firstly let me admit that the title of this post is not original. I have never been to Bay of Naples other than giving it longing glances in magazines and web. While I was researching on Weymouth’s history to write this post, i came across this classic analogy and couldn’t resist borrowing it; and by Jove, it truly befits.
Weymouth is a beautiful seaside town in the county of Dorset on the south…
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Desis lost in transition!
September and its once again time for our company’s annual marathon. This year I will be participating for the first time in UK. As it goes, if you are in the HR team, its implied you will be up on the organizing committee; making some lists or distributing orange juice to the runners or handing over certificates behind the winner’s dice.
I was allotted duties at the children’s registration desk. As the crowd started growing me and my colleague at the desk were driven crazy by eager parents to register even there one and a half year toddlers for the run. Not sure why.
Being an Indian organisation, there was a large population of Indians for the run. Most of them were Indians either on an assignment here or settled here. As the Moms and Dads came to our desk with their kids, i was confused many times to decipher the names of their kids; either their first or last names. Yes Indian names are not alien to me. But the Indian parents with their new found Brit accent pronounced it in such a weird fashion that i misspelled the ‘Dhillons’, ‘Solankis’, ‘Ramanujams’ and many more. Just wondering how they manage that weird accent.
A nice warm sun brightened the foggy day and the race commenced. Around 150 runners. 5000k was not an easy target. As the runners pushed themselves hard, our team at various milestones handed them juice and water bottles. What they forgot to instruct was ‘do not throw the bottles in the park’. But arent these the wise Indians turned Brits with an anglicized speech and love for ‘soaking in the sun’?
Bottles strewn on the walk path. Many local daily walkers picked few of them and some asked our volunteers to manage the garbage else it would pollute Thames.
And then the run finally comes to a close and the jubilant runners cross the 5k mark. What more to celebrate than a nice brunch. Two long ques at the food counter. The food was 2 kinds of wraps, samosas, fruits, crisps and a juice. It wasnt a packaged lunch but a kind of laid down spread with people to pick the food in their plates. Probably the event organizers didn't expect, But when it came to food, we became desis. People started picking 2-3 pieces of each food item. To the horror of the caterers they were soon going to fall short of food to feed the long awaiting que. There was a panic stricken but polite announcement made requesting all guests to pick one piece each. Quite a shame for the sophisticated Indian turn Brits.
As I walked back home from the event, i was thinking about the Anglicization of these bunch of people. I felt sorry that they may have moved from a Blue passport to a Red passport but they are people who probably are wallowing in Identity crisis. They want to be ‘English’. Now that probably stops at putting up that stupid fake english accent. When it comes to imbibing the english mannerisms and discipline, they prefer being desis.
I could see the same reflection in their kids too.
Thinking....Is it necessary to change your DNA? Shouldn't these people change their minds first before changing their facade? They are neither left with the so called Indian values, neither have been able to become a perfect English....In trying to be both, they are probably ‘Lost in Transition’
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Budapest by Night!
Its no Las Vegas, no Dubai, nor a Japanese spangled city.
This is the snazzy, flamboyant and ‘youthful’ historical city of BUDAPEST!
Of all the East European capital cities I have visited, my favorite stands the Hungarian capital city. It resembles Prague in many ways; however I felt Budapest to be so congenial, a city that seemed to be speaking to me through its streets, the beautiful Danube,…
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A day at Blenheim Palace, Woodstock England
A day at Blenheim Palace, Woodstock England
I have been in England for about two years now. Taking a stock of the places I have explored here, I realized that I have been more of an outdoor person; trekking and hiking the cliff paths, seaside, walking across towns on long hiking trails. As fate would have, my knees caught up with over stress and have been very bad last one month. So no climbing, no hiking for next 2 months. Apparently the…
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The soulful town of Bangor, Northern Ireland
The soulful town of BANGOR, Northern Ireland
Sometimes the most blissful experiences in life are the simplest.
And sometimes impromptu!
For a change for this trip I was not Solo….And it was ‘We‘ who never planned, rather did not even know there is a place called Bangor that existed. Since we did not have much options in Belfast, because of a late start to the day, we reluctantly settled to take a short train journey to this almost unknown…
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The Power of Acceptance
There is this huge number of self-help write ups on uplifting yourself to maybe be a better person, a successful professional or be something else which is socially fantastic.
I too have been many times led by such influential sermons from the self-help gurus. However I have always been ‘Karma’s child’ and learnt more from what happens personally to me. I am not sure how therapeutic are these motivational texts, but if there is something more powerful to uplift you; it is the Power of Acceptance.
Acceptance; the greatest and noblest of all virtues if I can say so. No! Acceptance is not compromise, its not demeaning and neither it is denigrating yourself. Its simply, ‘Being at Peace with yourself’.
All my school life I was the bright kid, winning medals, the blue eyed gal. As I grew up in my professional life, I went thru good and bad times. Yes i was not the topper everywhere. There were people better than me. It took me a long time to accept, I was an average person and not outstanding.
Being a young flamboyant single girl, is like having the world at your feet. I had the men by my side on whom i cast my eyes. I was wanted, popular, gregarious. As i moved ahead in life, I got married. Three years and my marriage was down the drains. Separation and divorce soon followed. With just a little over 30, I had lost a lot in life already. It was hard for me. As few more years passed, i made peace with myself. I accepted the losses and the gains hidden in it.
Accept Rejections!
Acceptance is not embracing complacency. Its a profound friendship with your own-self. To be in best terms with myself- yes iam average, ambivert, speak too fast, i do want attention, i do procrastinate and expect results, i do bitch while i say i dont, I do love being by myself, i do pretend and wear a mask, i do, i do and yes i do. Only when I accept I do, I can change some of them to ‘I don’t’
Acceptance helps in finding yourself. Being at solitude with your own self will certainly throw up to you what you feel needs a polish and what you are happy to put up with.
Do not become someone else. Change yourself only if you love that change. The best self-help you can do to yourself is Accept yourself and love that self.
Little Secret; Big Surprise : Gdansk, Poland
Little Secret; Big Surprise : Gdansk, Poland
Poland was never on my list of ‘To be visited countries’, however my work gave me this glorious opportunity quite a few times, and what more can I say now, I love this country more than any other in Europe.
If you are not able to pronounce ‘Gdansk‘, its acceptable, neither was I. G-dansk or Danzigin German is a small port city on the Baltic sea-coast. Along with its picturesque neighboring cities
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Little Secret; Big Surprise : Gdansk, Poland Ulica Mariacka More popularly known among the tourists as St Mary's Street. Words would be less to describe the enigma of this street which is truly timeless.
Stonehenge and Salisbury : The Mystery Wonders of England
Stonehenge and Salisbury : The Mystery Wonders of England
Stonehenge needs no introduction to anyone in the world. Brushing shoulders with Pyramids of Giza, as one of the seven wonders of Ancient World, this pristine wonder is one of the gems of English Heritage. Generally people are caught in a dilemma whether to visit or not, as there is nothing touristy to do there and to travel so far to see some stones may not sound as an exciting holiday idea;…
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45 minutes in Pisa
45 minutes in Pisa
As a tourist we are often in a rush to see as many sightseeing spots as possible in any city. We have less time, more to click, more selfies to take, more to absorb, more to tick off from our list. Though my travels are mostly unstructured and impromptu, I too do some of the touristy trips and one such trip was last year to Italy.
On a sunny afternoon enroute to Montecatini, in a group of 45 odd…
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Wavel Castle, Krakow - Walking in the footsteps of Polish Kings
Wavel Castle, Krakow – Walking in the footsteps of Polish Kings
A hot sunny afternoon today and I have been dreaming since last night about being one of the Polish queens walking the Royal route alongside my King in the timeless streets of Krakow. Well sounds preposterous and very bloggish to write some invented crap like this. To be honest I do take my historical travels seriously. Okay!! After these possibly ‘LOL’ statements, I need to really say that I…
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An evening in the charming Krakow, Poland
An evening in the charming Krakow, Poland
I stayed in Krakow for a night and was in this charming city for two days. Of course work kept me occupied and confined to a hotel during the day, but its the end of April, crisp spring weather and long days of sunlight; it did make me lucky to go around the town and explore after work. Thanks to my lovely Polish colleague and friend who was my local guide and so patient as I stopped now and then…
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