Lemon Tree Hotel, Hinjawadi, Pune
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- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... crowned by temples.
Most people speak Marathi. It is 150 kilometers east of Mumbai located at an altitude of 560 meters above sea level. It is situated on the eastern edge of the Western Ghats in the Deccan plateau.
Pune is considered as the "cultural capital of the state", he has a university faculties and prestigious schools
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Pataleshwar Cave Temple
... IT Park, Pune in some of the known / unknown big / mid / small size IT companies. What I have seen Hinjewadi 7 years back where it used to be only Infosys as the only company standing tall surrounded by village has now been transformed into a big IT hub.
I know what you all be feeling, 'what this guy is writing'. This is my first blog and I am just trying my hand so bear with me.
So, we all live IT life every day, strict ...
I guess, bar a few exceptions, most travellers hit a low point. I hadn't expected it to be so soon after only a week but I did so in Pune.
I think I was coming to terms with some aspects of India and it's culture: the dirt and grime, human faeces on the rails, war zone appearance, scams and so on). The unconditional friendliness that I have experienced with hellos, and nods and smiles, photos taken of me with Indians has not been enough to reassure ...
... but a little worse than Mexico. Finding wifi connections is not easy in budget hotels, at least a wifi that connects. The best bet is more western style cafes which are popular with westerners and middle class Indians alike. For some reason I could not connect with my iPad but managed to do so with my antiquated small Acer laptop which I brought along solely for writing. It's remarkable how lost I felt when I couldn't connect with the Internet ... what a crutch ...
... practiced some lines for a short film they are both acting in, and I popped outside to read my book and write a postcard. At around 10am, we made some pretty ad hoc egg custard with the only regular ingredient being egg yolks. Everything else was an Indian improvisation.
Nevertheless, by 11am - Riya was writing in her book once more as we all tucked into the childhood classic of banana custard.
Once we were all washed up, I showed them pictures of my ...