Indian inefficiency at it's best: the mall food court (yes of course I found a mall. I sniff them out like a drug dog to Colombian cocaine). The City Walk food court is ridiculous and really just made us so irritated that we had to leave half way through our french fries - that's how you know it was bad! I freakin LOVE french fries! Their like my biggest vice. We found them in the Mexican section of the menu which was odd but they were delicious and didn't even taste like curry. I digress.
So here is how the food court works: you go up to a counter at the entrance and tell them what you want. Lisa wanted french fries. I wanted nachos (BIG mistake. they were just stale Doritos without cheese). Both of these were less than 100 rupees but they asked for 200 to load onto a card. Then you take this card loaded with rupees and take it to whichever vender is selling the food you wanted to eat. They swipe the card and take your order. Then they re-explain how the card works as if we don't speak English/understand the rules and tell you that when you leave, you have to take the card back up to the front counter to get your change. I had 15 rupees left on my card and wanted a water that cost 10 rupees. Couldn't be done. They charge a 15 rupee 'service charge' and therefore my actual balance was null. If I wanted a water I had to walk back up to the front and load the darn card with more rupees. I'm POSITIVE they would make more money if the vender could just take your money himself. positive. no doubt about it.
We were so thursty. About half way across the mall we discovered a vending machine that sold nothing but delicious bottled water. Just as Lisa extended her arm to insert her pale-orange 10 rupee note, the vending machine attendent came to do it for us. dear jesus why. why is there a vending machine attendent? isn't the entire purpose of having a vending machine is that you don't need a vender?! Being more submissive, we allowed him to insert the notes and hand Lisa the water.
So back to the shopping ;) sometimes I think it's probably cheeper for me to be in India away from Nordstroms and online shopping websites such as shopbop.com and forever21.com. They constantly tease me with their "new arrivals" sections displaying beautiful flowy dresses that I need to own. wow...i'm using a lot of italics today. My friend Vaibhav told me that on wednesdays there is a flee market outside the mall and that I could find cheeper stuff there. I got a really pretty black party dress for 350 rupees/$7 USD. It's simple with spaghetti straps and a cinched waistline. Awesome find! hey ma! look at me! I bargain shopped!!
I also bought a fabulous red clutch that has zipper-detailed ruffles. but that was not found in the flee market ;) Hi dadddy! love you!
We went out dancing last night with V and his friend at a place called Capitol. Before we went out we listened to music at Katie & I's apartment and ate Kabbabs that were delicious. Capitol was good. It had a stage for me to take over so I was happy :) We danced until around 2am. Dance club w/ a stage = happy Lindsey. The late night didn't allow for a gym excursion this morning but I'm counting dancing all night as a workout. Totally counts.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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haha...it just doesn't taste the same...
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yeah...
Most things here "taste like curry" :)
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