All posts by Nitya Amalean


Flight VY6124 to Athens – CANCELLED

Flight VY6124 to Athens – delayed to EOD 1230. I sat on the hard, metal chairs at Gate 21 at Fiumicino Airport in Rome, munching on possibly the hundredth pizza slice I’d eaten in the past three days. My flight to Athens was delayed so I plugged in my headphones,...

My Big Fat Greek Easter

“Yamas!” everyone shouted, banging their glasses on the countertop and gulping down their drinks aggressively. I widened my eyes at Nora and Tino, and we all chuckled, as this was the fifth “yamas” in the past half an hour. My eyes were already glazed, my head slightly dizzy from drinking...

The Metro Chronicles

The red circle with the blue line across the center stating ‘Underground’ is London’s quintessential emblem. A five-minute walk from my dorm during my time abroad was Warren Street Station which harbors the Northern and Victoria lines. There is no service underground which initially meant I had no idea what...

The Resplendent Isle: Sri Lanka

The tumultuous blue waves crashed onto shore with a ferocious energy, the foamy water spreading across the sand, reaching my toes all the way up the beach. The sun was hot and beating down hard on the dozens of tanned Lankan bodies sprawled across Narigama Beach in Hikkaduwa. The sand...

Discovering Catalonia’s Barcelona

La Fira is crowded with hot, sweaty Catalan bodies, dancing effortlessly to the Spanish music. He takes my hand in his, presses his other hand on my back, and pulls me closer. I didn’t know his name, but he was attractive and Catalan and he could dance, and for now,...

Paradise Island: From Pieces to Peace

BY NITYA AMALEAN It was midnight on March 28th, 2007. The entire city of Colombo was alive with vigor and exuberance. The nation was awake and watching the Cricket World Cup final which was taking place in the West Indies. Sri Lanka versus Australia. Daytime in the Caribbean meant an...