I feel stressed, a part of me does not want to go to India. I have read too much about it and I am starting to think that it is crazy to go somewhere to be hassled by beggars, be cheated and sick on the trains. Another part of me is telling me it is going to be amazing and that if Rebecca and Deo have been there for so long, something incredible must make people go back.
I am a little scared though.
We are waiting for our plane in Singapour. Once we enter in the gate's waiting area, the experience starts already, A mini chaos is already there, the security people are trying to make people queue but it is not working. People are pushing, not paying any attention to security guards and air hostesses....we are 2 of 10 westerners on the plane.
The flight is only 6 hours long. I sleep all the way and when it is time to wake up to get ready for desembarquing, I wished the flight was longer...I am still nervous.
We get off the plane, and book a prepaid taxi. There aren't too many people in the airport as it is past 3 am.
The taxi drive takes about 40 minutes and we pass dozens of people sleeping on the pavements, in their rickshaws, everywhere. we are a little scared that nobody will open the door at the hotel as it is so late, even though we called before leaving to make sure this would not happen.
All is good, the taxi driver finally finds the place and we are taken to our room. We have to get used to these people asking for tips all the time and just be very aware of them. Ouf! we arrive in the room. Safe for a while. All clean, All good.
I am a little scared though.
We are waiting for our plane in Singapour. Once we enter in the gate's waiting area, the experience starts already, A mini chaos is already there, the security people are trying to make people queue but it is not working. People are pushing, not paying any attention to security guards and air hostesses....we are 2 of 10 westerners on the plane.
The flight is only 6 hours long. I sleep all the way and when it is time to wake up to get ready for desembarquing, I wished the flight was longer...I am still nervous.
We get off the plane, and book a prepaid taxi. There aren't too many people in the airport as it is past 3 am.
The taxi drive takes about 40 minutes and we pass dozens of people sleeping on the pavements, in their rickshaws, everywhere. we are a little scared that nobody will open the door at the hotel as it is so late, even though we called before leaving to make sure this would not happen.
All is good, the taxi driver finally finds the place and we are taken to our room. We have to get used to these people asking for tips all the time and just be very aware of them. Ouf! we arrive in the room. Safe for a while. All clean, All good.