Saturday, February 19, 2011

Travelog: Namaste India!

For the first week of the love month, I’ve been to Lucknow, India.

Lucknow is a small and humble province in India but not too much away from civilization. However, as compared from its tourist capital in Delhi, only a few people here can speak English, yes they all speak Hindi, making conversations with the locals a bit of problem.

If you plan to travel here, just take the tour from the hotel because exploring the town on your own can be difficult, like what happened to us. J

We stayed at Vivanta by Taj, 30-minute drive from the airport and the hotel was nice.

Check out my room. It feels majestic with those colorful pillows and curtains!

Oh, and did I say that the people at Vivanta were so warm and welcoming? Like everything they say came from their hearts and not because they were obliged to do so!

Before we went out for dinner, we saw a pictorial of an Indian wedding. The groom’s outfit was extravagant with all the accessories and colorful clothing. I wasn’t able to see the bride but my colleague told me that the bride was wearing a beautiful silk saree that night.

Sorry for a not so clear picture J

For our first night, the whole crew went out to eat, wherelse but in an Indian restaurant. We wouldn’t have been to India if we will not try their spicy Indian foods. We went to Barbeque nation, starved, tired, and ready to eat those chilis. J


Here’s a picture of us having a gastronomic fun.


The food was okay. What I liked most is the barbecued chicken and shrimp, twas both crunchy but tender inside and the spiciness is just right. I also liked chicken briyani and I’ve never eaten chicken briyani anywhere in KSA. But the most favorite that night even the whole crew loved it is the vanilla ice cream. I don’t know if there’s something special with the ice cream or we just ate too much spicy, but it is really friggin’ good. J

After we pigged out we roam around a nearby mall and here we found, sarees, sarees, and sarees!

The next day my Egyptian friend Mona and I went out to explore Lucknow. We just grabbed a quick breakfast at the hotel and we’re off to go. But it took me some time to finish the most delicious yoghurt my taste buds have ever savored. I’d love to go to India again to buy some of it.

After that, we went to the zoo because Mona wanted to ride an elephant. Elephants in India are considered sacred and holy. Unfortunately, we did not see any and there’s like nothing too interesting in the zoo. Good thing I’ve seen elephants before in Manila. J

The main means of transportation in India is the ‘tuk-tuk’. It’s a small three-wheeled cart and also a three-wheeled cabin.

It’s the same as the tricyle in our country.

There is another one but I forgot to ask what it’s called. It’s like the same as pedicab in Manila except for the the seating cabin is attached at the back of the bicycle and the driver has to pull all the weight for us. It’s really hard work considering that it’s only worth measly rupees. By the way the currency in India is of the same worth as ours in peso. So back to the pedicab, it’s like kalesa for us without the horse.

Well, Mona and I wanted to go to a bazaar where we could buy some souvenir and other Indian stuff. We were talking to almost everyone but they could not speak English. That’s why it could have been better if we took the hotel tour. After some hard negotiation, an Indian man agreed to bring us to a bazaar because he quite understood the 'bazaar' word. And so we took his pedicab and geez, it’s the most dangerous ride I’ve ever been. I swear I could have died on that ride, no seatbelts, no safety or anything. And the traffic in India was mad, each vehicle is trying to cross over every street not paying attention on the traffic lights. Oh, good thing nothing bad happened to us. But, the Indian man did not bring us to a market or a souk or a place like Divisoria. Yes he cheated on us and he brought us to a boutique full of clothes. We could have been not mad if he brought us to a store full of sarees but no, it’s all yards of linens ready to be sewn. And then I just remembered a friend of mine telling me a story that when she went to India, but not Lucknow, the cab driver brought them to a store of his friend and asked them to buy anything from it. It’s like they bring tourist to their friend’s store and they will get commission in return.

Disappointed, we hailed a tuk-tuk and asked to bring us to Imam Bara. Imam bara is a shrine built for employment in Lucknow. It's one of the grandest building in the town. The entrance at the historic site was nice. I always marvel at ancient buildings or anything that were preserved for its historical value. It’s like you’ll be able to relive the prehistoric era when you experience or visit ancient sites.

Mona and I went inside the building that was behind me in the picture above. It is the Indian’s ancestral and cultural heritage. Upon entering, one should remove their shoes as a symbol of respect. It is quite weird because the weather was sunny and bright but when we removed our shoes, the floor of the temple was very cold. There was nothing very special inside the mosque, just some old pictures of their past. But the architecture was beautiful. People before were so artsy and good in architecture even without technology.

We only had a short tour because of our short layover. After that we just bought some souvenir outside the site (yes, we found something to buy, hee) and then we went back to the hotel.

For just 24 hours I’ve almost visited the popular spots in Lucknow. I could say that I quite enjoyed the town, the food and the people but I’m not interested to come back again. Perhaps Delhi will be on my next list because I’d like to see the Taj Mahal and buy authentic pashmina! J

Namaste, India!

Travelog out soon!

Hi! I have a new project. I named it travelog (travel+log). Basically this will be my reviews/raves/rants/wonders, etc for all my travels across the world.

I’d like to share with you all my discoveries as I wander to every country here in our awesome planet. So stay tuned and I hope to make you feel like you’re travelling with me as you read each post in the future.

Cheers! :)


Tuesday, February 15, 2011

I owe my blog so many posts already

My apologies for neglecting my blog as if it died a natural death. Oh well, I’m sorry.

So here are the deets of how I went from jolly-molly to MIA. When I last scribbled my thoughts here, see this, I was in shock. Have you ever felt confused and coward to move forward when the moment you’ve waited for so long just landed in front of your doorstep? If you haven’t, God bless you, but if you had you might get my drift

Hesitant and halfhearted for my sudden departure, I packed my bags and left my heart in Dasma.

It’s been four months now since I left my great life in Manila. Yes, I’m now a flight attendant living somewhere in the Kingdom of the Middle East. I’m already done with my training and I’m up in the air almost every day. Well, I was supposed to post this during my training but due to my crazy schedule, it never happened ;p. But if you ask me how it was, twas one of the craziest roller coaster ride of my life.

Being away and living away from my family is crazy. Living in a flat with people I barely know is crazy. Doing house chores I’ve never done myself before is crazy. Waking up every morning to put on my make-up and don the FA’s uniform is crazy. Training myself to be poised and confident is way crazy from the klutz that I am. Okay, to sum it up I’ve been crazy and mad for the first four months. Hee.

Everything now is different. Even my choices on what to buy for groceries and what to cook for dinner make for a difference. No one is responsible for myself now but me. No one will look after me, only me.

On the brighter side I am learning. I am getting used to the ropes and I am establishing myself here in the dessert. I am learning to cope up with different people, from different cultures. I am helping myself to be stronger, tougher and wiser.

Even though life here is hard for me and I’m still adjusting, I know everything will fall in its place soo, in God’s will, in Shaala.

Bye for now, I have a flight to catch and I’m back to base later. Will post more blogs soon. J