Tickets were booked in the month of May. Abbas was the most eager among us all for this trip. He had been counting days from the moment our tickets were booked. Too many items on the agenda.
Since it’s been a long break for me from the blogging and I’m not used to typing on an iPad, I’m just gonna jot down some pointers:
-> The first thing that Man and Tam were worried about was the way their bums had to be washed with water in the toilets in India. Tammu’s only special request (apart from taking Johnny along) was to carry a suitcase full of toilet tissue rolls! Talk about kids and their priorities
-> Abbas was extremely excited about his visit to Kolkata as he had become very homesick. He decided to invite his extended family for a feast at his hometown. Our list of people to shop for scaled up immediately. We did lots and lots and lots of shopping. So we had only one small suitcase full of clothes for ourselves and two huge ones which are packed with items to be given away. (I filled them back with all the shopping that I did back in Kolkata)
-> Since we now had a feast to organise, Abbas got in touch with all his cousins whom he hasn’t met or seen or talked in many many years. Everyone was excited to receive the invite (although it was a telephonic one) We are looking forward to the get together where Mantam get to meet their second and third cousins
-> We started our journey on 16th Dec. Like last time we had a dramatic entry to catch the flight. We thought we had immaculately planned everything out. No last minute hassles. Packing was done on Sunday itself, refrigerator cleaned, all required printouts taken, Mantam’s requests to Santa were secretly bought and sneakily smuggled into our suitcases under the sharp vigilance of the suspicious kids. Our flight was scheduled at 12 noon. And we had booked a cab to pick us up at 8:30. We were ready on time and waiting for the cab and we got a message that the cab was approaching. It started raining and we kept waiting. Abbas tried reaching the cabbie and he finally arrived half an hour late. Finally when Mantam sat in and we tried to load our luggage, we saw that the dicky was half filled with his own stuff. We could hardly fit in one suitcase. He said we should have booked a bigger vehicle. Well, who would have guessed?! Mantam got off, Abbas took the cab to go to the taxi station. Three of us waited. Abbas couldn’t find a single taxi, I tried to call many taxi services but to no avail. We lost more than an hour. Finally we decided to take the train. Abbas walked back home from the station. I was crazily trying to pull the suitcases as far as I could to not waste any more time. Tammu said “Mumma, this is your bootcamp for the day”
-> We reached the station around 9:40. We bought tickets and boarded the train, there were no seats available. We reached Central station at around 10:30 . We then had to change over to another train from there to reach airport. We finally reached at 11. It took us another 5 mins to reach the check in counter which was about to be closed for our flight. They hurried us into filling the departure form and one of the staff escorted us through the express entry. We finally reached the boarding gate huffing and puffing only to find out that the flight was delayed by 2:30 hours
-> The highlight for me is meeting my darling friend Nilu whom I haven’t met for almost a decade. It was a mere coincidence that we had booked our tickets via hongkong and she was there too which I learnt later.
This is it for now. Will continue in the next post