Note, 17th March 2020
I originally posted this 4 years ago, but given the lack of St Patrick’s Day parades around the world, I was reminded of this day 23 years ago. I thought of the feeling of sitting in the Fairlawn Hotel, Calcutta (now Kolkata) with a badge on my shirt wondering what the hell I was doing on my own halfway across the world on such a day, and no-one to celebrate it with.
And I thought I’d share it with you – again, for those who read it 4 years ago, or for the first time, for those of you who didn’t.
Between 1996 and 1998 – when the city now called Kolkata was still called Calcutta – I spent some time travelling around the world. The piece below is taken from my journal, with a few slight edits for clarity.
Note: This was my 2nd time in Calcutta/Kolkata on this trip; this stay was only two nights because I was flying to Bangkok on Weds 19th, after 4 months in India and 2 months in Nepal. This isn’t a reflection of how I spent those months, honest – just a snapshot of these 2 days…
Fairlawn Hotel, Calcutta, 6pm Monday 17th March 1997
Paddy’s Day in Calcutta, all the same. Continue reading