I'm sitting in the Business centre of the Grand Hyatt hotel penning this first "post". http://www.mumbai.grand.hyatt.com/ But why are you swanning around in a hotel doing this, I hear you cry! Well, perhaps that will explain what an expat wife does all day......
I had a hair appointment booked with the nice hotel hairdresser Christiaan Georgio (Greek/Australian, trained in UK at Vidal Sassoon in the eighties. Could he be the very trainee responsible for the Duran Duran asymmetric cut of 1985? Only my parents Kate, Poppy and Fiona will probably remember that.) When I arrived we looked at my hair and noticed that, unbelievably, the grey hadn't come through yet. He said there was no point in colouring it so we just cut it instead. So here I am at the Grand Hyatt with several hours to spare.
Why don't you go back home then and do something useful?
Well, today we have torrential rain. Khar Subway is flooded and when I called Ian as I came out of the hairdressers, he was still on his way to work having been stuck in big traffic jams after dropping me off. (The photo is taken from the entrance to Khar Subway, a road tunnel under the main railway line and one of the few crossing points West to East.)
Better to ask Ravi, our driver, to pick me up from the hotel which is only a 15 min drive to school and save both me and Ravi a lot of sitting-in-traffic stress. But of course that means I have two and a half hours to kill at a hotel.
Not wanting to be accused of wasting time....what do you DO all day? I went through my things to do list, came here to the business centre and set to on some American Women's Club emails. Then looked at my personal emails and then turned my thoughts to this.
As I understand it, a blog is a type of diary entry so I won't go on much longer. Better to work on the blog design and template and ask for your feedback....what do you think of it so far?
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