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!