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Back to being connected. 36 hours without the Internet and life seemed to have come to a standstill. Laptop was bored of being used only as jukebox.
Back to campus after 36 hours at Diu. Not a very different trip from last time... the all-female group being the one change.There isn't much that you can do different in a place like Diu anyway - eat egg-pie & crêpes, drink wine & vodka, and be merry on the beach & in bed (wink... not the way the average reader would imagine). Other activities included celebrating Shee's b'day, watching late-night TV, finally getting to use my camera & a lot of gossip. The Resort Hoka dipped on the hospitality rating this time around. It was quite disappointing, considering that we enjoyed it so much last time.
It was good to get out of campus for a while. Hmm... am always "getting out of campus" lately. I wonder if two years is too long for an MBA. I know I could've finished learning whatever I've learnt here in 15 months. Now it's getting to me. The place, the people, the pettiness of various issues.
No, skinny dipping didn't happen... no fun with girls only. And I haven't uploaded the close-to-skinny dipping pix too. For the common good of the 9 women on the trip.
It was fun, albeit unprincipled, being the irritating co-passengers on train for a change. Helped us take our mind off how dirty the train was. I've always hated co-passengers who:
a) Eat large meals (complete with pickle and oily gulab jamuns) on a 10-hour journey.
It is an obvious invitation to the creatures of the night that inhabit the dark corners under the berths of Indian trains. This time it was us who did the eating... contributing to a large part of the turnover of McDonalds in Ahmedabad that day. We didn't litter though... The roaches & rats were already around.
b) Sing songs & late into the night.
Yes, it was us doing it this time. But when you're in a mob, it doesn't matter, does it? This is for all those noisy families who make it a point to discuss current affairs and play card games late into the night, while their noisy, high-on-sugar (from the gulab jamuns they just ate) kids play Catching-Cook along the length of the compartment.
I would have hated traveling with us!
I also went to a temple and a church without having to be religious. Achieved a bit of enlightenment too - I realised that equal representation of of sexes is essential for a holiday that is sane and happy.
Back to campus after 36 hours at Diu. Not a very different trip from last time... the all-female group being the one change.There isn't much that you can do different in a place like Diu anyway - eat egg-pie & crêpes, drink wine & vodka, and be merry on the beach & in bed (wink... not the way the average reader would imagine). Other activities included celebrating Shee's b'day, watching late-night TV, finally getting to use my camera & a lot of gossip. The Resort Hoka dipped on the hospitality rating this time around. It was quite disappointing, considering that we enjoyed it so much last time.
It was good to get out of campus for a while. Hmm... am always "getting out of campus" lately. I wonder if two years is too long for an MBA. I know I could've finished learning whatever I've learnt here in 15 months. Now it's getting to me. The place, the people, the pettiness of various issues.No, skinny dipping didn't happen... no fun with girls only. And I haven't uploaded the close-to-skinny dipping pix too. For the common good of the 9 women on the trip.
It was fun, albeit unprincipled, being the irritating co-passengers on train for a change. Helped us take our mind off how dirty the train was. I've always hated co-passengers who:
a) Eat large meals (complete with pickle and oily gulab jamuns) on a 10-hour journey.It is an obvious invitation to the creatures of the night that inhabit the dark corners under the berths of Indian trains. This time it was us who did the eating... contributing to a large part of the turnover of McDonalds in Ahmedabad that day. We didn't litter though... The roaches & rats were already around.
b) Sing songs & late into the night.Yes, it was us doing it this time. But when you're in a mob, it doesn't matter, does it? This is for all those noisy families who make it a point to discuss current affairs and play card games late into the night, while their noisy, high-on-sugar (from the gulab jamuns they just ate) kids play Catching-Cook along the length of the compartment.
I would have hated traveling with us!
I also went to a temple and a church without having to be religious. Achieved a bit of enlightenment too - I realised that equal representation of of sexes is essential for a holiday that is sane and happy.
posted by DeepBlueSea at 05:37
4 Comments:
Thank my stars and that you thought about the common good of the 9 women. Some pics really left a couple of us quite undone ;)
anj.
Ah, Diu. And Somnath. And the train to Veraval. Nice.
One is all homesick now :(
Oh damn... some more pics in there would have been nice. But oh the trip was heavenly... and thanks a ton to the 8 of u for my bestest b'day gift ever!!!
Anj: Mwahahaha... Those pics can still be uploaded. You can lower the chances with Cup Noodles and some lovin' ;)
The One: Tales of travel does make one nostalgic. Here's my tourist guide version of a Diu Trip from days of yore.
http://k3ds.blogspot.com/2005/12/did-diu_08.html
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