Travel, as W.E Williams once said, in the younger sort, is a part of education; in the elder , a part of experience. You see splendid castles and buildings lived by kings, queens, princes and princesses, courts of justice, churches and monasteries; walls and fortifications of cities and towns, havens and harbours, antiquities and ruins. One would have a chance to look at the left behind canons , statutes of heroes riding high on horseback depicting their past, just or unjust, glorious or disgraced as we analyse their deeds and look at them from this 21st century, in the light of one world, one mankind. Of course, one can go to more details by visiting some libraries and museums.May be one can walk around the old college buildings of Cambridge and ponder over the achievements of those reknown scholars who had rocked the world with their invention and immortal work which eventually brought great impact on us in Asia. Frankly, my days among them have passed. Around me I could behold the mighty minds of old casting their casual eyes on me as I walked past the memory lane. To this end, I cannot resist writing here a few lines of great admiration and respect from my inner soul besides the scenic spots, the crystal clear waters in Lake Garda, the hills and mountains and gardens in Florence, the undestuctable ruins of history in Rome, the poetic and picturesque loch and plains in Scotland highlands....., these attractions to young and old, Oriental and Occidental tourists, spending their hard-earned money ( like me) or may be their life time savings to gether around the local tour guides ,with walkie-talkie hanging over the neck, hoping to catch a glimse of what had happened since two thousand years ago from among the noisy crowds and the cold and dilapidated ruins, are certainly something worth mentioning and passing on to our beloved ones. For many years to come, they are the sweet memories to recall for the simple reason it was an unforgettable trip of the Chins and acquaintances.