Saturday, July 07, 2007
My Humble House - 10:53 AM
Just as I was getting worried about the hotels I would be staying in for the coming month, Dr. Singh, our study abroad Professor, sent us the final itinerary.Expectantly googling the hotels that were listed on the pages, I drew a deep breath, and discovered a whole new world. At least in pictures and at least in my eyes, I did.
Maidens Hotel in New Delhi
Deograh Mahal
and of course, the Shiv Niwas Palace
All I can say is... PHEW. I think this is JUST nice enough for me. HAH. And for the first time, I can TOTALLY relate to how Aladdin must have felt when he pulled back the raggedly curtains to reveal the glittery world of riches and royalty for the first time.
With elephant rides, the Taj Mahal, Chatuchak Market, a personalized tour to the Mandarin Oriental Bangkok, spa tours, and a visit to the Desert Safari in Dubai on the books, I think I am in good hands.
Now, to start packing.
Yes, again.
Update on my Malaria shots:
I called the hospital to arrange for a shot to be administered, only to be told that their earliest appointment is on July 18th. Oh great.
Thats why I found another travel clinic which is not covered by insurance. Went in and got charged $95 for them to tell me I need malaria pills. Like I didn't know, (in fact, I was the one who went in and announced 'I NEED MALARIA PILLS!') except that I needed an actual prescription in order to get the pills at another pharmacy. Pills aren't even included in the $95. I think America is not a good place to live in old age.
With elephant rides, the Taj Mahal, Chatuchak Market, a personalized tour to the Mandarin Oriental Bangkok, spa tours, and a visit to the Desert Safari in Dubai on the books, I think I am in good hands.
Now, to start packing.
Yes, again.
Update on my Malaria shots:
I called the hospital to arrange for a shot to be administered, only to be told that their earliest appointment is on July 18th. Oh great.
Thats why I found another travel clinic which is not covered by insurance. Went in and got charged $95 for them to tell me I need malaria pills. Like I didn't know, (in fact, I was the one who went in and announced 'I NEED MALARIA PILLS!') except that I needed an actual prescription in order to get the pills at another pharmacy. Pills aren't even included in the $95. I think America is not a good place to live in old age.