So I arrived in Hyderabad on July 12th at 2:15pm
from Mumbai. The trip was so long, but
actually not bad. It was the layover in
Mumbai which was a killer. Mumbai
waiting area of the airport – not for the weak.
Definitely saw a rat there, twice.
Also, flies everywhere. Speaking
of bugs, it rained here in Hyderabad last night, which kind of sucks, because
that brings in mosquitos. I have at
least two bites this morning it seems.
I’m hoping that my body will adjust soon and mosquitos will become
uninterested in my tasty blood.
Only one of my roommates has moved in so far, Ritika. She is super cool and very accomplished. I’m very impressed by her passion for
development work. Two more are moving in
as well. Sneha is moving in this
evening.
Yesterday, I had breakfast with Ritika at a small place
nearby. By US standard, we would call it
a hole-in-a-wall place, but it was good.
Total breakfast for both of us, was about 60 INR (rupees) which is,
without the exchange rate transaction costs, a little over $1 USD.
We tried to see a movie yesterday at Central Mall called
Cocktail, but it was sold out. L Lame.
But went shopping in the mall and I got a kurta with matching pants and
scarf. I’ll post a picture when I wear
it! Also, speaking of clothes here, so
there are these skinny pants here that are the fashion. I swear that Indian women do not have
calves. Like, the waist of the pants
will fit, but not the legs. It’s very
crazy. Also, clothes run pretty small
here in general, but seriously, who has calves that small?!
Also, ate Indian food at the food court at Central Mall
which has this place called Ohri’s there.
I remember that place very fondly because last time I was here in
Hyderabad, my old roommate Jessica and I would go to Central Mall to eat this
chicken dish from here with this really yummy gravy and french fries. It was
definitely not very healthy, but when in desperate search for non-Indian food
(that wasn’t Pizza Hut, Dominoes, or Subway), doesn’t matter.
It took me about 4 months last time to get tired of eating
Indian food for 3 meals a day. I’m going
to try to hold back a little longer this time…
Pizza Hut is really close though and so is Subway! Damn them!
There are quite a few “American” brands here actually, in food and
household supplies, by the way.
Oh, by the way, while I was starving in the Mumbai airport, I
bought this almond milk chocolate bar (called Temptations) by Cadbury. So fucking good. It definitely reminded me that yes, Cadbury
is so much very different to the gross Cadbury sold in the States. Cadbury in the states is made by Hershey’s by
the way. Had to hold back to only eat
one candy bar….
As for the apartment, it is so huge… I mean, at least 4 to 5 times bigger than my
studio apartment in Manhattan. There
are 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, one enclosed balcony, another opened balcony, a
den / seating area (which is alone the size of my studio apartment- hah), and a
kitchen. Still need to work on getting a
fridge and washing machine. We will be renting them and that shouldn’t been too
bad with 4 people living here. No dryer
here, just hang up drying. J
I have my own room here that has these really nice built-in
closets. More than I need really. And then there is a twin-sized bed. Otherwise, the room is completely empty which
is how I expect it to stay. Also, I have
an en-suite bathroom which is pretty awesome.
The apartment is very Indian styled.
I’ll post some pictures below of my room and bathroom by the way. Also, the previous tenants left some random
stuff here. I can tell they were
American because in my room there’s a sticker on my mirror that says “American
Pride” and there’s another American-esque thing on a high window in the
kitchen. I found a guitar which I’ve
claimed as my own. And I guess there was
a girl previously in my room because I found a huge bag of tampons (tampons are
very hard to find in India). Also there
was huge unopened box of them as well.
Thanks for leaving them!
Seriously, it’s a fucking lifetime supply of them.
I need to hit up my friends Bhavani and Dipankur soon to
hang out in Gachibowli! Sucks because I
don’t have a phone or internet right now- been using Ritika’s internet
connection (like this prepaid USB thing).
Here, you can’t just get a prepaid phone or prepaid internet, you have
to prove you are a resident here and have your passport. The phone is literally tied to you here and
your name. Not like in the states where
you can get a burner phone from Walgreen’s and be done with it. Hoping by early next week I’ll have it. I also need to get some passport sized
pictures for my foreigner in residence registration next Friday.
On another note, not sure if Rebecca will ever make it
thanks to the Indian Consulate in Houston not ever issuing her visa. L Really fucking sucks.
That’s all for now. I
really miss Rae, and everyone back in the states. Send me emails!
Also, I give up on posting the pictures for now.... Just will not upload!
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