
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN ASTANA?”
It was a question practically everyone asked us, from the tourist police who posed for pictures, to the driver who took us to the train station when we left. It was a fair question. Astana, the capital of Kazakhstan, doesn’t see many tourists. And that’s why, for a few days in October last year, my parents and I went there on holiday. You see, my dad has a question in return: “Why would you go to a ‘normal’ place when going somewhere you don’t know at our age opens up so much more to you?” That’s true at my age, too.
The three of us love the excitement and trepidation that comes from travelling to less-visited destinations, the solidarity of navigating the unknown together, and the sense of relief when everything works out, as it usually does, and we end up having a fantastic time. Taking these trips together—and the joy of anticipating the next one—keeps us close, even though we live far apart. And I think it might also be the secret elixir that keeps them so young.
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