right ho, this has got to be quick-- our cab gets here in 25 minutes and I've been assigned several (mostly unnecessary) tasks between now and then. (Erm, my dad just said "chalo" -- wonder if we're planning to walk to the airport.)
So, we're off to Goa today. I'm so excited I haven't slept much. Of course that could be the jetlag that continues to plague me. I've had the --some would say previlege-- to hear that darn rooster crow every morning. Today, like any other day since I got here, I finally hopped outta bed at 3.40 a.m., turned on the computer, did yoga for 10 minutes (handy tip of the day: cleanse the aura as you wait for your computer to turn on, pray to the yoga gods for a new computer), then hopped into the shower. I've been ready to GO for about an hour now.
Bombay's been fun so far. I've bonded much with the parents and the aunts and uncles (they're a rather bright, somewhat cynical lot), eaten to my heart's content (by now I'm on a self-imposed okra hiatus), and twisted several muscles outta shape in vague attempts to achieve balance or some such thing in my body. (Eeep just got assigned another task before we "chalo" on outta here)
I'm curious to know what domestic travel is like here. When I got into Bombay airport, I breezed through immigration and swine flu screening (yes, it's true), spent about an hour and a half at baggage claim, then was asked to walk right past (not through, past) customs because I was traveling light. Not the safest, albeit good samaritan-like, move on the part of the customs officer but you won't hear me complaining.
So much more to ramble on about but it looks like I've gotta dash.
O&O,
Divya
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