It's Not Over Yet!!!!!!!!!

Due to the temporary desertion of fellow tramps, Kolkata Kaleidoscope had to remain in storage for some two weeks. But the itch to walk is hard to ignore and thus, yours truly caught hold of another willing tramp to...well...tramp around the city. This time the destination was the much-loved Millenium Park, followed by the even more loved Chitto-da's Fish Fry, a re-visit to St John's [incidentally, being in a state of renovation most of it was inaccessible], and a tram ride down Chitpur Road [Yes, again. Fellow tramp looked mildly bored and resigned :) :D].

St. John's, BBD Bag

 Anyway, first things first, Millenium Park is really small!! It is a  cozy enough nook for cozying up but I fail to see the point of enclosing a tiny area of the bank and charging money for entrance. A stroll down the promenade is no different from a stroll down the other ghats and thus, Millenium Park is a bit of a disappointment.

Second Hooghly Bridge

The fish fry is a gift of the gods at 35 Rs. a plate. Chitto-da regulars looked at us with mild displeasure, probably realizing that their bastion had been infiltrated by non-regulars as well. Refusing to be daunted by the slightly scornful looks that were passed around us, we chomped our way to gastronomic fulfillment. This was followed by an unending wait for a tram [which is unusual, really]. I had never consciously looked out for trams on the road, considering them as natural to the cityscape as..erm..lampposts. However, it is only with travelling on them extensively that I noticed trams have an admirable frequency especially on certain routes. And they are cheap [4.5 Rs. always!!] The ride down Rabindra Sarani was as insightful as always, and I discovered the remains of the Adi Brahmo Samaj [the Sadharan Brahmo Samaj being on Bidhan Sarani] nestled between shops selling goat's brain curry. And. like everything else in the city, thereby hangs a tale...

P.S. : Do NOT lose your tickets in Millenium Park. For one heart stopping minute, as my fellow tramp rummaged through layers of winter clothing in order to extract ticket stubs that were entrusted to his safekeeping, I had visions of us going to prison for alleged obscene acts without an entrance ticket. shudders]