By VARDHAN KONDVIKAR
So long. Au revoir, auf wiedersehen, hasta luego, and other phrases that don’t mean ‘goodbye’, but rather, that we’ll meet again. Which means that you should keep a steak and garlic ready just in case – sorry, I meant stake, of course. But yes, this, for the moment, is my last Editor’s Note for Lonely Planet Magazine India. I’m handing over to Primrose Monteiro-D’Souza, who has a rather more sensible head on her shoulders, so you’re in good hands.
This is never an easy thing to do, but the easiest part of this is thanking you for your support, your encouragement, for travelling to places and trying the experiences we suggested, because that is what makes it all worthwhile (“all”, of course, referring to getting to see some absolutely incredible places and getting to call it work). And just for reading, for looking at the images, for sending us your Postcards and suggestions. Oh, and for sitting through seven years of cheesy Editor’s Notes.
That’s right: seven years. This is our seventh anniversary – it’s been seven years since that hot-air balloon over Cappadocia in Turkey, and it’s been one heck of a ride. Just to sign off, in this issue there’s Malta, the USA’s Pacific Northwest, Croatia’s coast in a sailboat, Perth, great food in Mumbai, and orangutans in Borneo (ook again).
And, sigh. Thank you. Always.