Travels

Ok, I made it. Well, actually, I made it two days ago. I have been here in Lucknow for awhile but with absolutely no internet connection. And as of last night no phone either. Suffice it to say, I am very excited to have figured out my data card so I can now have internet in my apartment. But rather than jump in to my current Lucknow experience, let us start from the very beginning...and oh what a beginning it was.

Rather than document the past few days of traveling hour for hour, I will just give you guys some highlights. And to keep my blog posts short and easy to read, I'll break up the journey into edible chunks. The flight from Albany to New York City was uneventful, so we're going to start in JFK.

JFK

I arrive at JFK and go to check-in. Turns out my flight is delayed so much that I will miss my connection to Delhi. No big. The British Airways woman gets me on an earlier flight! Good job British Airways!

I go to Terminal 5 and wait for a few hours. I am thirsty so I buy a bottle of water. I also buy a packet of "Lil' Dippers with Hummus" from Balducci's for $5. Whatever. I'm treating myself because I'm traveling. I take a seat and start reading. I'm getting into a great rhythm of sipping and dipping and flipping the pages...this journey is going to go by in no time. A little while later a couple sits down next to me. The woman sits down in the chair directly to my right and the man flanks her. Without a thought, I place my bottle of water down on the floor in between us and continue reading. Sip, dip, flip. No problem.

Then all of the sudden the woman, who has her own bottle of water (which she is holding in her right hand) picks up my bottle of water (with her left hand). I see this happen but rather than confront her I wait...I want to see where she's going with this. She peaks over at me to see if I'm looking and I quickly become engrossed in my dippers and book. Thinking she's in the clear, with one eye still watching my every move, she unscrews the cap of my bottle of water, unscrews the cap of her bottle of water, and POURS MY WATER INTO HER BOTTLE. Who does that? I was sitting RIGHT THERE. Seriously, WHO?

On the flight I watched the first 30 minutes of Breakfast at Tiffany's and was dumbfounded to find that Mickey Rooney very offensively plays an old Japanese man.

I also watched other movies but I don't remember them right now. I slept for three hours.

Stay tuned for my Heathrow adventures (they involve Wagamama) and the car accident I got into in the middle of the night in Delhi!