I never really thought I would fall in love with travelling. When I was a kid, I had a bad case of motion sickness, the kind that didn’t let me ride air-conditioned vehicles even at short distances. This was because the moment all the doors of an air-conditioned vehicle are shut, I start getting nauseous and within seconds, I start throwing up. That never failed. I had thrown up on my parents, my parents’ friends, my relatives, my relatives’ friends, and even on strangers. It was bad. Continue reading →