Travel journeys are full of funny moments and unexpected twists. This section of Dhristi.com shares a few of those amusing experiences.
Istanbul, 2006—a time when GPS was not as commonly used as it is today. On the weekend, I asked the hotel reception, “Is there a place where I can see tulip flowers?” The answer was, “Yes, a park is just a 15-minute walk from here.” I started walking, and after some time, I came across a sign that read ‘ Oto Park >>’ . Assuming it was the park I was looking for, I followed the directions and eventually arrived at an enclosed area filled with parked cars. Confused, I asked someone nearby, “Where is the Oto Park?” He replied, “This is ‘Oto Park.’” It was then I learned that in Turkish, Oto Park’ means a car park or parking lot, not a park with flowers!
This was a time when I wasn’t very flexible about trying different food styles, and I was also searching for food options with a few others. The hotel advised us that just a 10-minute drive away, there was a Carrefour, and near it, we would find a global fast-food outlet. We rented a small car, but after some time, we realized the GPS in the car wasn’t working. Without smartphones and maps like we have now, we started following a “Carrefour” sign we noticed. Even after 25 minutes, we hadn’t reached the place. When we finally asked a resident, we learned that “Carrefour” in French means “Crossroads,” and the signs we were following were actually for roundabouts, not the store!
The incident happened during my trip to Madrid, just a few months after the Football World Cup. I’m not a vegetarian but very selective about non-vegetarian food. We had a team dinner in Madrid, and just before the meal, they served cocktails along with snacks like olives and onion rings. I enjoyed the onion rings, even though they were harder inside than the ones I was used to. When the plates were cleared, I overheard someone mention the word “Calamari.” Curious, I asked the person next to me what calamari was, and he explained that what I thought were onion rings was actually calamari. In that moment, I couldn’t help but visualize squids and ‘Paul the Octopus,’ the World Cup’s famous prediction star.
This incident happened in the early 2000s, a time when I was only familiar with traditional keys or insertable cards for hotel room entry. As usual, the receptionist handed me an envelope containing the key card. When I reached my room door, I tried every method I knew to open it—even inserting the card into various slots—but nothing worked. Embarrassed at the thought of returning to the reception and admitting my unfamiliarity, I hesitated. Fortunately, a room boy happened to pass by, and I asked for his help. With a simple swipe, the door unlocked. That was my first experience with a smart swipe key card!
Whenever I travel to a new place, I first look for an Indian or Lebanese restaurant. If I cannot find one, I go to a familiar fast-food chain. I try local food only after a day or two, once I feel comfortable. In a Middle Eastern country, I was searching for Indian food when I saw a restaurant called “Nando’s.” Back home, I have friends with the name Nandu, we used to call them “Nandoo,” so I thought it was Indian. But when I stepped inside, I realized it was a South African brand. Even though it was not what I expected, I really enjoyed the experience.
Cannes is a stunning place, but the food can be a bit of a challenge if you are not used to trying new things right away. At one team dinner, I thought I was playing it safe by ordering fish, expecting something like grilled seabream or sea bass—maybe even smoked fish at worst. But instead, I was served a bowl of gravy with tiny, tadpole-like fish floating in it. I stared at it, unsure if I should eat or call for backup. Someone at the table kindly explained it was a dish made with Pibales or Cvelles, baby eels. That’s when I learned my lesson—fish is not the same everywhere!