Yesterday after days without any non-veg my body was screaming for nonveg. It does not mean I love the food I eat at home, the dishes are pure veg greens, daal and etc.
But, the non-veg is a must to have while being in India. So, I took a walk for 40 minutes to reach the restaurant for non-veg and ordered half tandoori chicken. During my last visit in India my friend took me to the same place therefore I knew it is a good place for chicken and crowd.
However, it was a bit wired to go out to a restaurant alone for dinner, but what to do when the whole family is veg. It is to accept it and never bring non-veg home.
The worst thing with arriving in Mumbai from Europe is the arriving time. My flight arrives at 2 am. Speaking about the mind will be somewhere else.
So, my first option was to book a hotel and use the hotel’s pick up cab at the airport. What I found out was that the hotel had written a price on the website and informed me an other price in mail. Therefore I canceled my hotel and decided to travel directly to Pune from Mumbai airport. The journey takes around 4-5 hours, and I have booked KK travels shared Cab. I have used their service previous journeys and been very pleased with the other travels and drivers. The safety aspect is nothing to worry about at all. As a foreigner and women I was allowed to sit in the front.
The price was an other good surprise, shared cab cost only 1000 rupees. It is costly but to compare with the bus tickets cost 400 rupees, I think the 600 rupees extra is worth it.
picture from kk travels website.
So, KK travels please do not let me down this time. The only thing I wish for is a smooth pick up from the airport and safe drop of at my home.
My friend who send the best photo from India.
For example, yesterday, while working a friend send me photo on one of my favourit dishes in India. She knows how crazy I am about Pav Bhaji. That dish is heavenly, that is like one of my I have to eat before I leave india.
I do not know why can not I find this dish in Sweden, this is very much Indian dish. But all I can find is northindian dishes and dosa… Where is the more basic food or chaat?
Any way, soon soon I am going to have pav bhaji!
Thank you all for a lovely Diwali!
Anyway, this post is about my high heels. This was the second time for me to use this heels, I can not relly say this has been my best heels. The reason is, the heels are too high and not very comfortable. On the other side, the heels are so so beautiful and I truly love them. The shoes are from Phoneix mall at Tresmode, I think I got the shose in 2012 during my summer break.
I remember this time very well. My friends and I went to Camp to spend some time in SGS mall. What do we meet when we step in side the mall? yes, this big bander “girls love six packs”. You can understand what a big surprise and shock we got. In india where it is impossible to speak about it, movie are being censure. And just infront of us is this all about the big sensative topic with a bad joke. Anyway, as a tourist we took our cameras because when will we see a sign like this again?
I can say like this, I have never seen a sign for durex in India every since our vist at SGS mall. The sign must have happen by mistake, or bad bit anything. But this was not a normal sign in India or any other country.
This high heels are my very first red heels and of course I bought them in India, during christmas. My friend and I went to Camp on 24th if I remember right, in the evening 8-9 ish and I have never seen that amount of crowed before. It was impossible to walk and everyone stopped to take photos with the santa. However, my friends and I went to Kue bar at Westin some nights before new years eve. Normally, when I go out, I use high heels, just like every other girls. There I needed to get a par, even after my plans were not to get any more shoes and bags. But in India, I should not wear too high heels, the red par are too high. The reason is very simple, I was the tallest person at the club. At the dance floor I could actully see a sea of heads, but not the peoples faces. So, in the end of the evening, my friends requested me to remove the heels to be on almost the same level as them. Of course I was still taller, but less.
The funniest part during the evening at Westin, kue bar, was we met a Indian guy speaking the worst fake American accent. He asked why are Indians so obsess with two-wheelers, in my country, and much more things. But, common, the worst thing is Indians with pure fake accent and on top of that being the loudest person in the place. He was insane, he was talking about crap, that India is not that great, that “everything can kill you, and you realizing that while you are study medicine and there for you should smoke up or at least drink”. How stupid can a man be?
Well, not only was I in India and traveled from Mumbai to Pune without any problems.
This Christmas was maybe one of the best Christmas for many years. Some of the reasons are, I did not have any Christmas anguish, was in warm weather, met my best friend. My friend picked me up with her car and we finally met after 8 months. She is my angel.
Our first plan was to go out, but her family wanted us to be back home at 10 pm, which is understandable. There for our plan changed and we traveld to KP for one of the best places for street food. My feeling was, forget the Christmastime ham, herrings, meatballs. This is the perfect Christmas eve food and environment. Standing on the sidewalk with all the traffic around. Just enjoying the evening with the best friend with shared love for street food.