I’ve Survived the India Ordeal!
I is back from India! How I miss Singapore, the hubby, the niece, the mummy, the house and the FOOD!
It was a hectic trip with back to back schedule for shows in 3 cities altogether but the experience gained was superb. Can’t really get used to the Indian food, they are either beans drowned in gross milky gravy or some puke-like spicy sauce that you have to dip your chapatti with. Yucks. So most of the time, I chose to go for pasta or sandwiches, though they are not necessary up to taste but still anytime better than Indian shit. Haha.
It was muar’s second trip to India. Of the 3 cities, Bangalore has the friendliest and efficient people, Delhi is the capital and people there are more well-to-do, so they could afford to put on an attitude and less humble. For Mumbai, it is a land of major slumps. The rich stays in high rise apartments, but the poors had to settle their house in slumps by the river or besides the roads. Some are as small as our HDB storeroom, with just a piece of aluminum sheet over their heads. It was such a saddening sight, some are so poor that could not afford to live in slumps and just spend their days sleeping on pavements and begging from foreigners.
My Bangalore hotel has this super big LG LCD teebee in front of my bed. Shiok!
Hotels in Bangalore are the most pricey, can't even beat hotels in Tokyo, France or Paris. My room in Bangalore cost as much as USD 220 a night, the facilities in the room has nothing to boast about except the LCD teebee.
Roads in Bangalore, we were on the way to the airport.
Indians are hell drivers. They honk and flash when you hog the roads. You simply can't nap in the car, cos' the costant swervings and e-brakings send chills to your spine. Warning: Next time if you travel to India, do bring along a blindfold, you will need it when you travel in the car.
I like the hotel in Delhi best. The decor is both modern and fusion, but a pity that I only get to stay there for a night.
This is outside the Mumbai domestic airport. We were stranded in the middle of the road waiting for our hotel drivers to fetch the cars for us.
Cool Cab! Equivalent to S'pore's taxi...haha.
Cheaper source of transportation - rickshaw. It charges by the meter, but was reported in the local papers that they drivers tamper with the meter to cheat passengers since the authority doesn't check or penalise these cheating drivers.
Intercontinental the Grand in Mumbai. The hotel has the biggest lobby in the city. Heard from sources that the huge flood last year destroyed their banquet rooms in the 2nd basement floor. Spent a bomb in refurbishing all the conference and banquet rooms. No wonder they charge us bloody high for the banquet packages.
Just outside my room is this slump.
My customer bought each of us a box of India harvest mangoes. Damn sweet!
It was a hectic trip with back to back schedule for shows in 3 cities altogether but the experience gained was superb. Can’t really get used to the Indian food, they are either beans drowned in gross milky gravy or some puke-like spicy sauce that you have to dip your chapatti with. Yucks. So most of the time, I chose to go for pasta or sandwiches, though they are not necessary up to taste but still anytime better than Indian shit. Haha.
It was muar’s second trip to India. Of the 3 cities, Bangalore has the friendliest and efficient people, Delhi is the capital and people there are more well-to-do, so they could afford to put on an attitude and less humble. For Mumbai, it is a land of major slumps. The rich stays in high rise apartments, but the poors had to settle their house in slumps by the river or besides the roads. Some are as small as our HDB storeroom, with just a piece of aluminum sheet over their heads. It was such a saddening sight, some are so poor that could not afford to live in slumps and just spend their days sleeping on pavements and begging from foreigners.
My Bangalore hotel has this super big LG LCD teebee in front of my bed. Shiok!
Hotels in Bangalore are the most pricey, can't even beat hotels in Tokyo, France or Paris. My room in Bangalore cost as much as USD 220 a night, the facilities in the room has nothing to boast about except the LCD teebee.
Roads in Bangalore, we were on the way to the airport.
Indians are hell drivers. They honk and flash when you hog the roads. You simply can't nap in the car, cos' the costant swervings and e-brakings send chills to your spine. Warning: Next time if you travel to India, do bring along a blindfold, you will need it when you travel in the car.
I like the hotel in Delhi best. The decor is both modern and fusion, but a pity that I only get to stay there for a night.
This is outside the Mumbai domestic airport. We were stranded in the middle of the road waiting for our hotel drivers to fetch the cars for us.
Cool Cab! Equivalent to S'pore's taxi...haha.
Cheaper source of transportation - rickshaw. It charges by the meter, but was reported in the local papers that they drivers tamper with the meter to cheat passengers since the authority doesn't check or penalise these cheating drivers.
Intercontinental the Grand in Mumbai. The hotel has the biggest lobby in the city. Heard from sources that the huge flood last year destroyed their banquet rooms in the 2nd basement floor. Spent a bomb in refurbishing all the conference and banquet rooms. No wonder they charge us bloody high for the banquet packages.
Just outside my room is this slump.
My customer bought each of us a box of India harvest mangoes. Damn sweet!
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