Hotel Europa Inn
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... So when we arrived we got picked up by my uncle and cousin, the father and brother of the groom. As soon as we unpacked in the hotel we got a visitor: Vimlafai, my aunt from Veenendaal. Being around family was characteristic of the whole stay.
The first two days we were shopping for (traditional Indian) clothes, something that would not have been possible without the help of my uncles and aunts. The results can be found in the photo series. ...
Just as I mentioned in my last entry, India is a dirty country. There's a lot of trash everywhere. People are used to just throw stuff on the ground and not all cities clean out the trash in the streets. Just like the streets, the buildings are dirty as well. A lot of them have broken walls and look dirty.
But humans aren’t the only ones filling the streets with waste. Everywhere you look you’ll find cows and dogs as well. They are treated ...
... to sleep well. From the window of the plane there was a clear view of the wonderful city of Istanbul again, this time it was at night. A movie and a meal later we fell asleep.
We woke just before landing in Mumbai. The first image from the window wasn’t as clear as the one of Istanbul, Mumbai was full of smog. On the ground everything was at least as dirty as it looked from the air. The beautiful scenery of Turkey changed into the dirty looks of Mumbai.
... so we could have our own space, he explained. He dropped us off so we could catch up on some sleep (overnight buses in India are not exactly restful) and get ourselves sorted for lunch at the family home. We were feeling pretty spoiled already!
The first thing we learned about Gujarati folk is that they really love their food. You should have seen the spread that awaited us when we arrived for lunch. Buttered roti fresh from the hotplate, crunchy papadums, ...
... his Rohits mixed up from his Ishants, and with more pressing matters to attend to (more aviators to purchase), we left the hotel to whoops and hollers (for the team not us)
The day of the game arrived, my lurgy had gotten worse, alarm blaring away, and I wondered whether to cut my losses, stay in bed and watch the game on TV. An hour later and we - myself, Eggman and recently arrived Mr Long were Stadium-bound in ...