Did this ever happen to you in a hotel?
This occurred the night I only could manage about 2 hours sleep. Following my phone calls, trying to understand how this blog thing worked and reading, I decided to take a shower in our really nice hotel, but how did this thing work? There only seemed to be a hand held sprayer attached to the wall, but the low position didn’t seem to make sense. So I turn on the water and then attempt to figure out which way to turn the lever to get warm water (it’s not always left). As the cold water is spraying out of the sprayer I decided to see what this little button did. Well it switched all the cold water from the hand held sprayer to the NOT noticed shower head attached to the ceiling directly above my body.
I was now REALLY awake!
WOW, all I can say is that it’s AWESOME!
I don’t think I ever said anything like that about a building, but it’s a real crowd pleaser!
Yes, on the rear of almost every truck it says “Blow Horn”, why it is encouraged to blow their horn is still a mystery. India’s literacy rate is only about 60%, but it seems everybody can read the back of a truck!
The best part is it’s nothing like in the states, no one is angry or gets bent out of shape, it’s seems it’s just a way to let others know your there. This doesn’t mean they follow any driving rules, drive with their lights on, stay on the proper side of the road or anything else you would think would make sense (India has the highest mortality rate on the road, any guesses why) , but at least they have manners!
I may have found the cure to snoring. Adam has been blowing the roof off every night. He did go to the doc as per my request prior to his departure and got a script for some kind of spray. Of course he never tested it before he left and once here forgets to use it, so…
I only had a little more than 2 hours sleep the other night so I had a lot of time on my hands. Since it’s 10 1/2 hours ahead here I made some phone calls, read my heavy book that I need to finish and ended up going on YouTube so find the cure to this problem. Since I didn’t have time to wait for UPS to send me the Snoring Ball, I figured I would make one.
So the next morning (it really was already) I had our driver stop around town and I found a ball, cotton and gum. I already had string, safety pin and cloths pins (I pack for almost anything). As we sat at the train station the next evening, I made the Stop Snoring Ball! Of course I was getting everyone’s attention on the platform.
This is how is works, attach a ball with a safety pin on the back of the snorer’s shirt. When the snorer, in this case Adam goes to roll over, it creates so much pain that he stays on his side, sounds good to me! I also heard from one of my friends that putting something under the upper lip would help, so that’s where the gum and cotton came in. One or the other was going under his lip along with a ball pinned to his back!!
It seems to cause enough pain that he either can’t sleep or he stays on his side:)
Before the Snoring Ball, your results may vary.
As this remedy is still in it’s testing stage (test night 2 tonight) I advise you to use caution and consult your doctor before use.
The best part of Delhi so far, it’s like Times Square but crazier!
Train Police http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3BJvp2PzPks&feature=youtu.be
Just getting to the right train track was an experience not to mention trying to figure out the proper car to get on. India’s train system carries over 10 million people a day (and god know what else) so the whole experience is more like the TV show the Amazing Race! We ended up walking up and down the track trying to make sense of how the whole thing worked. I would look down at our tickets and then up at all the cars with all different symbols trying to figure out what correlated with what. Every time I did this I would be bumped and knocked from side to side by the thousands of frenzied people passing by. To make matters worse the platform’s concrete is so poor our luggage on wheels would tip over make for some more bumping. I still had no idea what to do and when someone was kind enough to answer our pleas for help they would just point in the direction we had just come from, mumble something and off we’d go back down the track. Time was running out and we definitely didn’t want to end up in the 3rd class cars because that looked scary. Basically they are a room with 2 benches facing each other in a small compartment with people sitting closer than elbow to elbow (yes very tight) with no air conditioning for over 11 hours, may be 12-15 people in a 8 person area!
We had 2nd class AC which had 4 berths and luckily for Adam one bed stayed open. Why was Adam lucky, because he bought a giant bag something like goalies use for all their equipment for his travels and had a forth person showed he would of had to sleep with it as there was no room on the floor and it didn’t fit under the beds.
Anyway, other than Adam snoring like a stucked pig the evening was uneventful.
I woke Adam up at 6 am so we would be ready to jump off if we had to for our 6:30 am arrival. Well we stopped and started many time around 6:10 and there after (we thought any minute now we would be arriving at our stop) but that didn’t happen until after 10! They call it Indian Time.
Well, as usual I’m sleeping less and thinking more.
Still going back and forth with emails, itinerary and other logistics, trying to figure this whole Blog setup at 5am doesn’t help and on my phone no less:)