Friday 16 December 2011

Himalayan Winter Holiday!

After a crazy day of doing last minute things in preparation for our holiday (getting passport pictures done, sorting out our flights (our original flight was cancelled and they put us on the WAITING list of another flight - not cool!) and buying sky jackets (not an easy thing to find in India!), we finally got to bed around 11:30pm last night and set our alarms for 3:30am. Husband was asleep within seconds. Usually its a race to see who can get to sleep first because the other person has to endure the snoring and twitches that starts.

I didn't sleep a wink. I really needed to pee the whole night, but not quite badly enough to actually get out of bed. So I laid there thinking about the things that I'd forgotten to pack, absolutely petrified that I'd forget them when I woke up. By 3 am I was so stressed out, I decided to just get up. I tip-toed out and made breakfast and wrote down my final check list. I'm absolutely exhausted but meh, I can sleep on the plane! I'll be that annoying passenger who sleeps and drools on their neighbour's shoulder. There's always one of those :)

Anyway, this will be my last post of 2011! See you all in the new year!






Monday 12 December 2011

My Nemesis


They went nuts on my pinky
Mosquitoes. I hate them, and I made my feelings known last night. I told them I feel used. They treat me like an all-you-can-eat buffet during the night, then taunt me by being the first thing I see when I wake up. “Oh good morning Jen. Slept well? Boy, I’m so full. Me and my buddies got you good last night! Yeah, those bites are gonna be really itchy. Goodluck trying not to scratch them.”

I’d had enough. Like Anakin from Star Wars III, I went on a killing rampage. None were spared – young, old, male, female. I squished them all!
This is what our neighbours would have heard:
Clap...clap
Joe shouting: “Did you get it?! Look, it’s behind you!! There!! Get it!”
more clapping...
pause...
cheering.
The pause being when I checked my palms/the wall/door/whatever I squished the offending mosquito against.
There’s a moment of satisfaction when you see that you’ve got one, especially if it’s got blood in it. But that’s quickly replaced with the realisation you’ve just made a mess and you’ll have to wipe all the guts off before it dries and sticks to the wall permanently. I've left a few carcasses on the wall as a warning to the mozzies to stay away. I'll let you know if it works. 

Feeling a little flat today Mr Mosquito?






Friday 2 December 2011

Shower Advice

I was having a shower - not really exciting news in itself I know (unless you happen to be my husband). But it was hair washing day. I love hair washing day. I like to pretend I'm a model for a tv commercial. You know - in slow motion you scrunch the shampoo through your hair and then smile like it's the best thing you've ever done. Or when you make a mohawk with the shampoo. That's fun too. Anyway, part way through my shower, the water pressure began to drop. I knew exactly what was happening. You see, they have water shortages here in Mumbai, and when you least expect it, they'll just shut off the water supply. It's happened a couple of times while I was in the middle of doing the dishes. Not that I minded. I hate doing the dishes. But I did mind when I had a head full of shampoo! I had mere seconds to try and get the suds out as the shower became a slow dribble. In the end, I had my head pressed against the wall trying to catch  the last little drips.... and then ... there was no more. If my life had a sound track, there would be a sad orchestral piece playing as I gazed up at the now dry and solemn shower head. A tear rolled down my face. Not really. But it will in the movie they make about my life.

So, should you ever come to stay, here are some key points to follow:

1. Either shower EARLY or LATE.
You can never tell what time the geniuses controlling the water supply are going to switch it off but it's generally after 11am. And it's usually back on by 5 or 6pm. So plan to shower before 10am or after 7pm and you should be ok. No promises.

2. Have everything ready to go - when you decide to have a shower, it's like a game of chance. If you've followed rule number 1, you've increased your odds of making it the whole way through without being interrupted mid act. Still, you don't want to delay shampooing or whatever any longer than you have to. Have the bottles there and ready and once it's on the hair, lather lather lather, then rinse as soon as possible.

3. Have a towel within handy reach. You don't want to be walking around the house with your bits on show looking for one! Most likely you'll have to pass an open window, and if you do, you can pretty much bet someone will be looking in at that precise moment.


The view from my bedroom window.
He likes to look in. A lot.
Whoever invented curtains, thank you!
4. Keep your mouth shut!! I know its nice to tilt your head back and have the water wash over your face and let your mouth hang open. Don't! The water is dirty and you don't want to end up like Charlotte from the Sex & The City movie do you?! If you have even a tiny sip, I guarantee your bum won't leave the toilet for a week! I'll be telling you I told you so while passing you extra loo paper.

5. Unless you have a cracking hot water system, say goodbye to a steamy, hot shower. Embrace the fact that the water will be whatever temperature it wants to be.

6. Don't forget your feet! You'll be surprised how dirty they can get after just a quick walk outside in flip-flops. And it's the kind of dirt that stays stuck to your feet unless you scrub them really well.

7. If the water starts pooling at your feet it's time to get your husband/someone else to get all the crud and hair that's blocking the drain. You won't want to touch it. ...even if it is most likely all your hair clogging things up. My motto is: once it's not attached to me, it's not mine. So when people say, is that your hair in my food, I say nope. Even if it is dark brown and everyone else is blonde. I can't be held responsible for what my hair does after it leaves me. Goodness.