These are the days of delight as well as dread. New country, new home, new paths and new ways of life are creating a layer of intrigue inside, yet craving for the shores of Lake Geneva in Lausanne, Switzerland. While my mind was busy in a continuous process of attachment and detachment, I went to say hello to the pacific in Santa Cruz, California.

While my mind was busy in a continuous process of attachment and detachment, I went to say hello to the pacific in Santa Cruz, California. Click To Tweet
Santa Cruz, California

Santa Cruz, California

Santa Cruz, California

A vivacious summer day, dazzling sun, sparkling blue ocean and a vibrant crowd. It was wonderful to look at those countless waves lashing at the shore and I always love the playfulness of innocent children on the beach be it in Santa Cruz or in Cannes in France.

A vivacious summer day, dazzling sun, sparkling blue ocean and a vibrant crowd. It was wonderful to look at those countless waves lashing at the shore Click To Tweet

A Coffee cup and a story

I had all the accessories for the beach; a big hat and a sunglass.  An ice cream would have been more appropriate, but I needed coffee, my favorite drink. It has the power to gift isolation even in an overtly crowded place.

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A coffee cup and a story

A coffee cup and a story

A giant cup of coffee!

It was a complete contrast from the magnifique tranquility of the Alps in Switzerland. It is not clear whether I was missing the tranquility or the Alps. I was bewildered to see a giant cup full of coffee!

A coffee cup and a story

A coffee cup and a story in Santa Cruz, California

Travel Realizations

Nevertheless, after the trip I felt good. I realized even a crowd has an enormous power to make one happy. Smiling faces, taking selfies/photographs, eating, making merry, roaming around with a carefree attitude have a different charm all together.

A changed scenario, a changed perspective, a different realization with a glass of coffee. I was charmed but did I find the peace? Well, I need more coffee to reflect on this quest. Now for the time being, let me be an envelope without an address. Let me float. Let me take in all that I see.

Someday, somewhere I am sure to find an address for the envelope.

Here is a list of stories with a coffee cup during my travels in various places.

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