We travel to exotic and not so exotic destinations...and they all have a name...but what is your favourite destination name...and why?
Timbuktu...or its local spelling...Tombouctou...it engenders mystery & remoteness.
Yep, "Timbuktu" comes to mind, mainly because of the well known saying :
From here to Timbuktu
I always wondered where it is before Google ever was invented.
Reply to this Wee Jasper, Shane...Limestone country...I remember the white wooden bridge over a rushing stream...then abseiling into Punchbowl Cave...a grave at the bottom...and a cavern so large my torchlight did not reach the ceiling.
And while we are in Oz...Brindabella...the back roads to the Snowy Mtns...rolled my Datsun 180B into a creek...hanging suspended upside down over rushing water that came from a cave that was like the Phantom's skull cave...never took that way again!
And Chillagoe...in Cape York...marble shards reaching out of the desert...possibly the oldest land in Oz.
Names with magical sounds...amplified by memories.
Reply to this ...rolled my Datsun 180B into a creek...
Datsun - a car brand that takes me back many years....
Reply to this guess what - I support the name "Zanzibar"!
Not only good for an islands, but also perfect for any "bar" around the world 😉
Reply to this I think I know what happens to Datsun 180B's in the next life..they become bars
Also like the name of Samurai in PNG...apparently a place where the Japanese troups landed and some were seperated from their fellow troops and ended up being seperated from their heads with their samurai swords. Theres also a chinese takeaway beach where some chinese met their end..rumour has it one of the group of chinese was kept as a pet after the rest of them were eaten.
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Reply to this I think I know what happens to Datsun 180B's in the next life..they become bars
...but what happens in the back seat...in their next life?
Function room?...Reception?...the Room out the Back?...presuming the boot is the cellar..!
Reply to this No the back seat had an old lady sleeping in there and lots of paperwork LOL...and yes, the boot was not only the cellar but also the pantry - I was quite stunned to find how much use one can get out of their old 180B. You have to hand it to the thais, recycling at its finest...get an angle grinder, chop car in half, shove other half of car a few feet back and turn it into something else. We actually had a lunch time drink at the Dato Bar as we called it every day for a couple of weeks to see if the old lady ever woke up...she didnt in the time we were watching which was somewhat concerning. The guy who runs the..bar..didnt seemed too concerned tho. I actually learned how to make Prawn Lime and Mint salad out of the boot of the Dato.
Reply to this I'm not surprised...looks like a late model 180B..!
...probably very comfortable..!
I wonder if the spare wheel holder in the boot...doubled as a sink..?
Reply to this LALIBELA...in Northern Ethiopia
Excuse the pun but...names with "bell" sounds have a nice ring!
Reply to this Batman, Turkey sounds like an interesting place. Probably everyone walks around wearing a cape, and drives a pretty cool car.
Then again you could come from Vulcan, Alberta. How many have pointed ears?
Reply to this Chris,
Batman...Vulcan...nice choices...yeh I reckon they'd wear capes!
I wonder if there is a Gotham City or Smallville or Metropolis or some other superhero home out there somewhere!
Reply to this Try pronouncing this one, the train to the Holyhead ferry stops in this little town in Wales, Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch.
Reply to this My favorite name for a town though is Ollantaytambo in Peru, It is so sing songy and a gorgeous place to boot
Reply to this My favorite destination is Dublin, as it is full of natural beauties and adventurous. Dublin has many famous hotels which provides a high quality services.
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Reply to this Before our current trip it was Lamu, Kenya. Its a small island where you hear words pole, pole (slowly, slowly) every time you walk a bit faster. There are no cars or motorbikes, the food is amazing (sea food influenced by Arabic world), the scenery even more so. That is the place where i first fell in love with prawns (mmmm).
In the current SE Asia trip (for which we started blogging) it is
Batad. A small hill village on North of Philippines, famous for rice terraces. Again no cars, not even phone reception. The only way there is to walk. And it was just absolute tranquility.
Polona (the co-author of the blog) added
Singapore to the list.
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Reply to this There are a couple for us - Urubumba Valley in Peru, there is a river named this too, but we kept calling it Urumbumbum. Quecha is so difficult to pronounce! Also, Aguas Calientes the town at the end of the Inca Trail just rolls off the tongue.
Lake Titicaca sprung to mind too, as others have said - whenever we were in Copacabana Bolivia (or Rio) for that matter, at some point during the day one of us would start singing the Barry Manilow song.
Our favourite though has to be Maipu (pronounced My-poo) near Mendoza in Argentina, it where all the vineyards are. This has had some of the best Malbec and Syrah wines in the world. But the name just promoted lots of poo jokes.
The other one we always have difficulty pronouncing is Mamallapuram, in Tamil Nadu, India but when you can figure it out, it just rolls off the tongue.
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