Voyages et Plein air
Conde Nast Traveller India

Conde Nast Traveller India

June - July 2020

Travel faces its biggest-ever challenge in these times and this issue of Conde Nast Traveller highlights all the things that unite us ‘Under one Sky’. Also, in store is a series of love letters to the travel industry penned by the biggest names in the business, striking photo essays by top photographers and a tribute to all those who form an integral part of the travel ecosystem.

Pays:
India
Langue:
English
Éditeur:
Conde Nast India Pvt. Ltd
Fréquence:
Bimonthly
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1 min.
tap that

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4 min.
contributor speak

VAISHNAVI GUPTE Writer; Finding Lost Love; p62 A: “For me, hope is the realisation that humanity is more than just socioeconomic divisions, caste, creed, gender and religion. As the world unites against COVID-19, it’s kindness and humanity that win.” @vaishnavi1610 JOSHUA KARTHIK Photographer; My Favourite Souvenir; p66 A: “I think knowing that the sun will rise in the morning no matter what is hope enough. That no matter how dark the night, there will be light.” @joshuakarthikr ANA LUI Photographer; My Favourite Souvenir; p66 A: “For me, going back to basics, growing vegetables, cooking from scratch, sharing and helping others, which is what we all did during the three-month lockdown here in Mallorca, really speaks of hope—hope for a better, more sustainable and healthy future.” @analuiphotography JESSICA SAMPLE Photographer; My Favourite Souvenir p66 A: “This is clichéd, but I am a new mom, and…

3 min.
editors’ letter

It’s a strange time to be a travel editor. I grew up in Mumbai but my family, including my father, lived abroad, so I have only ever known a life of travel. For all of us at Condé Nast Traveller, our careers, our worlds are predicated on the belief that everywhere, anywhere, is just a drive, ride or flight away. These past few months of being strictly at home—even walking down the street not a possibility, let alone taking a flight—have felt surreal for all of us, as I know they have for you. And yet, during this time, a few things have struck me: we all say we miss travel, but what is it exactly that we miss? I have had moments, sometimes hours, when I miss being on a beach,…

6 min.
pause and reset

We are under siege in our small fortifications by an unexpected, unknown adversary. The longing for freedom is stirring deep in our bones, and we hanker after the familiar rhythm and cadence of life. Our souls crave adventure and our thoughts turn to nature. The birdsong in the park canopy, ripe jamuns drizzled on grass, a shimmying peacock on the green, the restorative power of nature. What about our wanderlust, our desire to explore, to interact with other folks who live differently from us, to watch a giant iceberg slowly somersault in Antarctica’s Weddell Sea, get enveloped by a wild sandstorm atop an ochre sand dune in Namibia? It’s no fun being stalled. I had a tryst with the grey ghost of the Himalayas. I had hoped for a glimpse of the…

1 min.
under one sky

PHOTOGRAPHS: AASTHA PATEL; NAVTEJ SINGH. PHOTOGRAPHS: BANYAN TREE VABBINFARU; PHILLIP LEE HARVEY. PHOTOGRAPHS: JULIEN CAPMEIL; SOURAV SAHA. PHOTOGRAPHS: AASTHA PATEL; KATIE MARIE/GALLERY STOCK…

11 min.
an in heritance of home

My grandmother is buried in the General Episcopal Cemetery on Lower Circular Road in Kolkata, a 33-acre plot filled with trees and birdsong. Her headstone reads: “Kamala Dutta née Clara Camilla Fisch, born in 1918 in Lahore, died 1996, Kolkata.” A mango tree stands at the head of the path that leads to her final resting place. It is a marker that my mother has made me memorise for when looking after this grave will become my inherited responsibility. This is a culmination of all the places that my grandmother has lived in and a vital piece of the pastiche that makes Kolkata my mother’s home. This is my connecting link to a city that was also my home. Is home the architectural blueprint of the four walls that enclose our present? Or…