It is difficult to put into words all of the things I've experienced in the last 24 hours. It all started when I got on my plane from Washington, DC to Dubai. 7,000 miles and 13 hours later, I arrived for my transfer flight. And just in case any of you were wondering... Dubai has an excellent airport. On the way in I was hoping to see the Burj Khalifa (the world's tallest tower), but all I saw of it was it's shadowy figure in the haze above the city. Just 2 hours later I was on my way in another Boeing 777 (a really big plane) to Chennai, India.
Finally, after leaving at 10:18 on Thursday night, I arrive at 3:00 am Saturday morning. I'm pretty sure I've slept 2 hours in the last 36. To make my first trip extra exciting, I got stuck at immigration because I couldn't find my confirmation code for the hotel I was staying at. So I got to sit around and wait, until realizing it was in my pocket.
If that wasn't exciting enough, the trip outside the airport was even more crazy. As you exit the airport, there are walls of people just sort of staring at you. Luckily, I'd gotten a driver from the hotel to be there to pick me up. I just feel bad because by that time it was 4:00, and he'd probably been waiting there an hour.
It would have been wonderful if I could have video-taped the drive to the hotel. Apparently in India, lanes are of little significance, horns are used to communicate position rather than looking at mirrors (hence lots of honking), and red lights don't seem to mean much (I'm pretty sure we ran at least 8 on the way here). It was crazy, and a little scary, but it was awesome! But I'm not even entirely sure what time it is right now, and I'd better get some sleep... See ya!
Finally, after leaving at 10:18 on Thursday night, I arrive at 3:00 am Saturday morning. I'm pretty sure I've slept 2 hours in the last 36. To make my first trip extra exciting, I got stuck at immigration because I couldn't find my confirmation code for the hotel I was staying at. So I got to sit around and wait, until realizing it was in my pocket.
If that wasn't exciting enough, the trip outside the airport was even more crazy. As you exit the airport, there are walls of people just sort of staring at you. Luckily, I'd gotten a driver from the hotel to be there to pick me up. I just feel bad because by that time it was 4:00, and he'd probably been waiting there an hour.
It would have been wonderful if I could have video-taped the drive to the hotel. Apparently in India, lanes are of little significance, horns are used to communicate position rather than looking at mirrors (hence lots of honking), and red lights don't seem to mean much (I'm pretty sure we ran at least 8 on the way here). It was crazy, and a little scary, but it was awesome! But I'm not even entirely sure what time it is right now, and I'd better get some sleep... See ya!
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