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| The view from the pool deck of the Hotel... with the best coffee ever! LOL! |
I won't go into the monotonous details of the flights, since those are pretty much the same no matter where you are traveling to. However, I do have to mention the incompetent TSA staff at the Chicago O'Hare airport... But that is as far as I am going to go on that subject.
I am sitting outside on the pool deck of my hotel right now, drinking what has to be the best cup of coffee I have ever drank! Maybe I am delirious and exhausted... But damn this coffee is good!
Ok... Back to the subject at hand... India!
Upon arriving to India, I started getting really nervous about customs! Mostly for my travel partner (Brett), because I made him stash a carton of cigarettes in his luggage! Lol! So, we get off the plane, go through the passport checkpoint, get all of our luggage (6 bags total, and getting them all in the states is impressive!) and head to customs. We both had a flash back to a conference call we had a few days ago "go throught the GREEN entry" was mentioned a half a dozen times... So we went through the red entry way... Just kidding! We went through green! We continue to walk through a group of armed security... No one pays us any attention... Next thing we know, we are outside! No customs check! Phewww!
Now to find our driver! There were a couple dozen people standing outside of the airport with signs... All I could read on all of them was "Mr. Toad" (from the movie outsourced). Next thing I know Brett says "there he is" and sure enough there is a man standing there with a sign saying "Mr. Danielle Walton." No, that is not a typo ... It said MR.
The driver was great! He ran to grab the car... That is when we began looking at all I'd the other cars and taxis... Wow! We have six bags and neither one if us are tiny! Lol! Brett had a look of terror and exhaustion on his face. Poor thing! I just thought I was in Tijuana!
The car pulled up and the driver threw our bags in... We hopped in back... And away we went!
Now, we had read about traffic and driving in India... But that is nothing compared to actually experiencing it! I don't think we drive within one lane the while time. There were cars everywhere, motorcycles everywhere and little mini motorbike cars everywhere! Honking and flashing your lights is the norm (I would fit in well!) as well as aggressively moving other drivers out of your way! We saw a man and a little girl riding on a motorcycle... The little girl was sitting "side saddle" and carrying a TV!!! Brett saw a whole family riding one motorcycle! It was a wild ride!
Upon arriving at the hotel, we pulled up to a security gate ... The car was inspected... Under the hood and in the trunk (with the flashlight not even on by the way)... We were waved through and drive up to the front door. That is when we see the bag screening machine and the metal detector. Our bags were screened and the conveyor dropped them off in the lobby, we walked through the metal detector, Brett was wanded and patted down. Lol!
The hotel is absolutely gorgeous!!!! The rooms is comfortable and first class! Oh yeah... when I checked I had a greeting letter waiting for me... yes... it was addressed to MR. DANIELLE WALTON! Lol!
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| Hotel Room |
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| Bathroom - Very Nice! |
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| Toilet - Yes! That is a phone! |
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| Not a bad bed! Go Hilton! |
We had our first meal in the hotel bar and grill. I had the Bollywood burger (spicy chicken on a bun) and Brett had a lamb burger (that looked really rare). The food was pretty good!
I forgot to mention that we arrived on the Indian holiday of Diwali! Lights were strung everywhere and the fireworks haven't stopped since we arrived ... 12 hours ago!
I have no idea what time it is or why I went to bed, slept for 4 hours, and have been up drinking this amazing coffee and writing this blog. I think we are going to work some time today... Good times!
The people here (so far) are great... They go above and beyond to get you anything you want... At dinner we had 3 waiters and this morning I have been asked 50 times if I want more coffee... I could get used to this!
The Internet and cell service here is spotty at best! Just ask my poor husband who didn't receive any of my messages last night and was frantically trying to find out if I was still alive! (love you baby!)
More to come!
Danielle
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| View over the wall from the Pool Deck |
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| View 2 from pool deck |
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