<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:36:04.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My month in India</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110923678473696190</id><published>2005-02-24T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T01:19:44.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Thursday, Feb. 24)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said yesterday might be my last, but I've thought of more things I want to say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McDonald's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had my first taste of Indian McDonald's. Biggest difference: no beef is sold. Next biggest difference: a much smaller menu...just four value meals! McChicken (grilled or fried), McFillet, McAloo (or something like that, I think it is vegeterian?), and some vegetarian pizza wrap. The fries were exactly the same and the fried chicken sandwich was just like home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Another difference is the lack of a super size option...and there is no sign that says "for 20 rupees more make it a large value meal." The portions are reasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Littering&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Something I haven't mentioned yet...there is litter everywhere! India needs to do what the US does and put prisoners to work cleaning the roads. Though...what would the cows eat if there was no litter....and now you know why most people drink packaged milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110923678473696190?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110923678473696190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110923678473696190' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110923678473696190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110923678473696190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-26.html' title='Day 26'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110918138721980441</id><published>2005-02-23T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T01:11:36.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 24-25</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Tuesday, Feb 22-Wednesday, Feb 23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating the salad was a bad idea. Julie/Mike: don’t trust it even in a 4-star restaurant…argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my time is really winding down. Things in the office are running smoothly. There are sure to be some stumbling blocks next week when I am not onsite to edit for the team, but it’s time for them to receive the hard feedback that will help them develop further. I have outlined development areas for each, but for the most part they just need practice…trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I will miss about my India trip:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having my laundry washed and ironed at 25 cents an item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having long fingernails because I haven’t washed my own dishes in 4 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Having “big” weekends…I waste so many weekends at home and there are so many things I c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ould be seeing or places I could go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meeting new people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Learning to understand the Indian culture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being driven to work each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ability to be very efficient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seeing new things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The weather!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I will not miss about my India trip:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Being without friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seeing poverty outside any window I look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eating like I am back in college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;South African-style pizza…it’s not bad, but I’ve had enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting in traffic while the cows cross the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Five-minute showers that are cool in the final minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Long-distance meetings via telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Power outages every 2 hours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My doorbell that sounds like an ice cream truck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hearing car horns every 10 seconds...at least!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seeing a man pee outside almost every single day...not just homeless men, but business men on their ways to work who apparently can't hold it just 10 more minutes, so they pull over their motorcycles and pee right there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This may be my final post….I leave Saturday morning at 3am and touch down in London at 7:45 am. I have plans to explore London with a colleague who works in the London office during the day, and then I fly out at 6:45pm. My plane lands at Dulles at approx 9pm Saturday night…I can’t wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those keeping count, I will have read 5 books and seen 2 movies this month….which is 5 more books and 2 more movies than my average month J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn’t receive the link to my photos (sorry!): &lt;a href="http://www.ofoto.com/I.jsp?c=ycztl1x.a6s3pdxh&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=-xv0lf6"&gt;http://www.ofoto.com/I.jsp?c=ycztl1x.a6s3pdxh&amp;x=0&amp;amp;y=-xv0lf6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110918138721980441?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110918138721980441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110918138721980441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918138721980441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918138721980441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/days-24-25.html' title='Days 24-25'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110918124152943609</id><published>2005-02-23T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T09:54:01.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Monday, Feb 21)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made good on one of my regrets: not eating out enough. I had dinner tonight (alone) at the Trident Hotel restaurant Cilantro. This hotel is definitely the most gorgeous hotel I have ever been in…There was a fountain/pool (200 feet long by 150 wide, no more than 3 feet deep – I think, it was night so it was hard to tell --, with cascading water that falls off each edge of the fountain). In the middle of the pool were four fires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was the best I have eaten in India. To begin with I ordered wine…and it was good! I started with a Caesar salad (high-end hotel, I figure the salad should be OK here). In contrast to my previous statement, the salad was not good. It was boring and made with iceberg lettuce…I only ate about ¼ of huge serving. The waiter asked if I liked the salad and I was honest…when I got the bill I saw they didn’t charge me (or CEB) for the salad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner I had, tenderloin with baby potatoes…all covered with a scrumptious gravy/sauce. I finished with Tiramisu. Maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t eat out more often!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110918124152943609?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110918124152943609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110918124152943609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918124152943609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918124152943609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-23.html' title='Day 23'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110918119707368752</id><published>2005-02-23T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T09:57:26.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 21 and 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Saturday, Feb 19)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day with Sujatha and Sim. We started with lunch at the Big Chill…I liked my meal so much the first time, I really want to go back. Next we headed to this huge outdoor market that is only open for two weeks each year. It was great to walk around and check things out, but there wasn’t anything that I really wanted to buy. Apparently most people go for the food, but I was warned to avoid it because it would not sit well in my “delicate” stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening Sim and I went to the movies and saw Ray….If you haven’t seen it yet, go rent it. It is amazing. Jamie Foxx totally deserves the Oscar. The director does a good job at making you feel uncomfortable. Jamie Foxx does a great job of becoming Ray Charles, you totally forget Jamie Foxx ala In Living Color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Sunday, Feb 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend day in town….I can’t believe how fast this entire trip has gone….I haven’t done nearly as much as I should have…I should have gone to one of the fancy brunches, I should have eaten out at restaurants more often, I shouldn’t have read all day on my first Saturday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to the Lotus Temple, though the line to go through it was longer than the line for the best ride at Disney Land during Christmas vacation. Even from the outside, it is quite breathtaking. Check out this website to see pics: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bahaindia.org/temple/background.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.bahaindia.org/temple/background.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we also drove through central Delhi and Delhi’s version of Embassy Row. Driving through this part of town, you have no idea you are in Delhi. There is actually order on the roads, there is no trash littering the sidewalks (as is the case through the rest of what I have seen in India), there are beautiful homes, and great architecture within the government buildings – a pretty refreshing look at the city. Though, it keeps coming back to mind that no one has faith is thin government and it is said to be horribly corrupt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110918119707368752?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110918119707368752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110918119707368752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918119707368752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918119707368752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/days-21-and-22.html' title='Days 21 and 22'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110918110987023227</id><published>2005-02-23T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T09:51:49.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 16-20</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Monday, Feb 14)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I did talk, and we had the same meal (soup and a sandwich) but it was purely coincidental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine’s is a surprisingly big hit here. For example, one of the guys in the office Guarav (who is married) bought flowers for the office. The manager at the Travel House (the company I went through for tour guides, etc.) even wished me a happy valentine’s day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Tuesday, Feb 15- Friday, Feb 18)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work as usual…actual more work than usual. I have been working crazy hours. From 10am to 10pm, I thought I was supposed to take it easy out here? Part of it is my own doing, I mean what else am I going to do each night? Indian Idol and reruns of New Radio are only so entertaining. The good news is I still feel really connected to my team. They have been relieved when I left because we worked so hard in January, but I think they each might receive 5-10 emails from me each morning…I think they might be happier to see me back so they won’t get slammed each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February has probably been the most productive professional month of my life. After the first week of training, I have been able to get solid work finished each week. I’ve gotten the team to point where they need me maybe 2 hours of each day…being able to work almost 6 hours uninterrupted is amazing – uninterrupted by other people, but also by emails – the biggest time stealer during work days in the US. Granted I spend at least my first 90 minutes answering emails each day, but I don’t get any more after that! It’s great. For non-CEBers: CEB is an email world. I send and receive a total of 150-200 emails every day…so if the last comments sounded nerdy, they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I spent at the mall…just like when I was 14! I checked out prices in stores like Harrod’s, Marks and Spencer, Levis, and Lacoste – did a little bit of buying but nothing major.  I did buy a few books though…For the lady readers of the Shopaholic stories, I bought the newest in the series “Shopaholic &amp;amp; Sister” – also, did you know that “Shopaholic takes Manhattan” has a different title outside the US? It is called “Shopaholic Goes Abroad.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110918110987023227?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110918110987023227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110918110987023227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918110987023227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918110987023227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/days-16-20.html' title='Days 16-20'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110918105363999287</id><published>2005-02-23T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T09:50:53.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15: Day Trip to Agra (home of the Taj Mahal)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Sunday, Feb 13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Taj Mahal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, Price, and I started our day at 6:30am, the drive to Agra was about 4 hours. Not far from the Taj Mahal we met our tour guide Biki. You are not allowed to drive cars near the Taj because of pollution, instead you need take an electric bus, camel carriage, or rick shaw. We played it safe with the electric bus…couldn’t imagine riding behind a camel would smell too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biki was not as excellent a tour guide as Jai. In fact, Biki was a bit annoying but he did know his way around Agra and got us to head of any lines. He cracked Sim and I up because it was very clear he had a mental script that began at certain points during the walk up to the Taj. For example, once he reached 300 feet away he said “from here you can admire….the Taj was built by….if you notice…” and if you interrupted him, he would repeat the last sentence he said and pick up from there! I think Sim got a kick out of interrupting him. The main reason we weren’t too pleased with him at times was that he never shut up! The Taj Mahal is beautiful…I just wanted to stare at it without listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Shawn said there were too many pictures of the Taj Mahal within my online album and it was boring…perhaps the beauty is not captured by photographs well…but it was striking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Day of Weddings and Peace Rallies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 13th was a very popular day to get married! We saw at least 10 wedding processionals between Agra and Delhi…and get this, the party/reception happens first. The groom doesn’t show up until the evening (he arrives on a mare, always a mare) and when he finally shows up, the actually ceremony occurs, but usually by this time most people have eaten, danced, and left…so only the immediate family sticks around for the ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110918105363999287?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110918105363999287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110918105363999287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918105363999287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918105363999287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-15-day-trip-to-agra-home-of-taj.html' title='Day 15: Day Trip to Agra (home of the Taj Mahal)'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110918098512242885</id><published>2005-02-23T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T09:50:02.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14: Day Trip to Jaipur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Saturday, Feb 12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amber Fort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Price and I headed out to Jaipur beginning at 6:30am. The drive took a little bit less than 4 hours, but it was as pleasant as a drive on Indian road can be. Our first stop was the Amber Fort where we met our tour guide Jai. The fort was amazing and Jai was a great tour guide! The day would not have been the same without him. For an entire day tour, the fee was 550 rupees ($12.80) – we gave him a nice tip too because he was so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two options to get up to the fort: (1) walk the 2 km or (2) ride an elephant…we of course got in line to ride an elephant!!!! When else will I get to ride an elephant??? So for a total of 450 rupees ($10.50US), Price and I got to ride an elephant. I’ve got to say…it’s definitely overrated…slow, bumpy, and wet! As you might imagine, elephants aren’t the most graceful animals…and they spit! I got elephant slobber in my eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Toilets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the four drive to Fort Amber, I need to use the ladies room. While Price waited for the elephant I went over to where I had seen the sign for toilets. Toilets was an over-statement…there were holes in the ground that didn’t even have doors! And you had to pay to use the hole in the ground! I walked right back in line and told Price I had decided to wait. Jai, the tour guide, said there were restrooms at the top of the fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two hours later, we checked out the toilets at the top of the fort. Price had no problems….I on the other hand had a problem. Good news was these restrooms were free, they were cleaner and there were doors on the stalls. I went into a stall and realized my bad luck…another hole in the ground to squat over! I really thought about it…tried to figure out how I could possibly keep my coat dry, my purse clean, and remain balanced enough that I wouldn’t fall in or around the hole and end up with urine all over me – that’s when I realized there was no toilet paper and I didn’t have any tissues in my purse. I gave up and decided to keep holding it…there was no way I was going to chance falling in my or another person’s yuck. Guys have this sooo much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After touring the fort we headed to lunch at a fantastic hotel that had beautiful bathrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Stops in Jaipur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch we had a buffet at a former palace! The palace is now a hotel, which is common…former ruling families have their palaces into hotels so they can afford to keep the palace in the family. Had my first taste of Indian food, but also had “continental” cuisine…in fact I had the best German potato salad I’ve ever eaten! (Sorry Grandmom…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tour guide took us to a high-end jewelry store…Price and I think he gets a cut of each sale he brings, but to be honest the store was beautiful and sold beautiful things. I bought myself and Joe a small sink painting for our new place. We also saw a jewelry-making demonstration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Observatory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price enjoyed this stop a lot more than I did, but it was interesting nonetheless. There were about 12 large scientific structures used for various purposes that were each advanced for their time. For example, the world’s largest sun dial with 20 second accuracy. Also horoscope tools and date tools. The pictures are cooler than my descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Animals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw my first camel today…unless I’ve seen one at a zoo and don’t remember. It was also on my way to Jaipur that I saw quite possibly the funniest thing I have seen in all of India: a man driving a motorcycle with baby goats in the saddle bags! And then in front of that motorcycle, another one with baby goals in the saddle bags and the mother goal in the front basket!!! Where else I am ever going to see that again. I have only one regret: that I didn’t have my camera ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rethinking my airport driver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have experienced considerable road travel within the Delhi area, I realize I may have unfairly judged the driver who picked me up from the airport. His driving skills are par for the course here…everyone drives like a nut because if you don’t you’d never get any where! There may be three lanes dedicated to traffic in each direction, but that is only taken as a suggestion…4-5 cars can possibly fit across three lanes, so why not try it? Also, who’s to say that the we should each stay on our own sides of the road…sometimes one-way roads, arbitrarily become two-way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110918098512242885?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110918098512242885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110918098512242885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918098512242885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918098512242885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-14-day-trip-to-jaipur.html' title='Day 14: Day Trip to Jaipur'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110918092141300974</id><published>2005-02-23T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T09:48:41.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Friday, Feb. 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An American Evening in India&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I went to the cinema (which is in the mall) with Sujatha. We saw Johnny Depp’s “Finding Neverland” – pretty good movie, though it starts pretty slow. The movie cost 150 rupees ($3.50US) – the movie theatre, like most in Gurgaon, is very new. It had the coolest seats that I have not yet seen at the home theatres (at least the ones I go to!). Not only could the arms of the chairs come up so that couples can sit closer together (Sugatha and I elected to leave the armrest in place), the whole seat (not just the back) reclines. Just like in the U.S. movie theatre food and drink is marked up, but no where as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at the mall also…at Ruby Tuesdays! And yes, the menu is pretty much the same. And I have had my first alcoholic drink in India! In the state of Haryana (again, this is where Gurgaon is) no imported alcohol is allowed to be sold. Therefore drinks like a white Russian (Kaluaha required) are not available. The reason I bring this is up is because it is amazing how many different types of liquor are imported to India. The drink menu, the same as the US version, must have 50 specific cocktails listed, but you can only order about 20. The waiters must hate it! That location should black out any drinks they can’t make – Sujatha, order three different drinks before she found one that they would make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110918092141300974?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110918092141300974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110918092141300974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918092141300974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110918092141300974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-13.html' title='Day 13'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110805670635486057</id><published>2005-02-10T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T09:32:46.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 9-12</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Monday, Feb. 7 – Thursday, Feb. 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I received my laundry back from the attendant….I was missing two pairs of underwear! Somehow I knew this would happen, this is why I counted everything I put into the laundry bag! Amit, the attendant, was in my apartment with the phone company guy when I was putting my laundry away. I told him I was missing two items and he was like “really?” I said “yes, underwear…” Two days later one pair of underwear has shown up. I didn’t think I want the other pair back. Regardless I have sent my laundry out again, this time I sent 4 pairs of underwear – stay tuned to hear whether I have an underwear left when I return from India. Maybe I just should have brought 30 pairs (from college – you know how it is avoid laundry at any cost) and not had to wash underwear while I was here. I haven’t sent my bras out to be laundered, I am hand washing those…they are too expensive to lose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are finally going pretty smoothly. The technology is much smoother than it was a few days ago…we still have some kinks, but the team has become rather productive in the past few days with great responses back from the US team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Company&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price arrives on Thursday night and will be in the office on Friday. It will be nice to have effortless conversations…hopefully they won’t all be about work in the next five days! We have a great weekend planned: Saturday at the “pink city” aka Jaipur (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ent.ohiou.edu/~kartik/jaipur.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.ent.ohiou.edu/~kartik/jaipur.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;) and on Sunday: Agra and the Taj Mahal (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liveindia.com/tajmahal/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.liveindia.com/tajmahal/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took 10 days, but I found it…and I even when in and worked out! It was basically a glorified home gym with one bike, one treadmill, and one nautilus-like weight system. There was also a scale…I checked it out, but it was in kilograms…I liked the low number, but didn’t want to know what the conversation. So I am going to stick with that. Speaking of healthy living…I have been clean and sober for two weeks now…in fact, I don’t even know where to buy alcohol. I will be a cheap date by the time I get back to DC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My trip is half over!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110805670635486057?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110805670635486057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110805670635486057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110805670635486057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110805670635486057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/days-9-12.html' title='Days 9-12'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110780008461126354</id><published>2005-02-06T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T10:14:44.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 7 and 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uneventful Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of the day the same as I would have at home, except I didn’t have Joe’s company. I read a good deal (finish John Grisham’s “The Last Juror”) and watched TV – that’s it! I did do some of my reading outside in the courtyard area in front of the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Day Around Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I met up with Sim at her parent’s home (where she still lives at age 26…it is actually pretty uncommon for unmarried children to not live at home). Her mom was funny…she seemed pretty traditional if I would have judged her appearance alone, but by our conversation I could tell she was much more western-minded than I would have guessed. A lot of her questions (there were just a few) were about what did I find surprising so far and what types of things I thought were crazy…and then she said “don’t worry about being polite.” Of course I worried about being polite!!! I just told her I found the traffic to be the craziest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about Delhi is that it is a very old city that has not knocked down old buildings to build new ones. Also, because owning cars is a somewhat recent trend folks have always lived in the city to be close to things…there was never a mass exodus from the city to move to suburbs. Anyhow, what I am getting at is there seems to be little middle-class housing. Or maybe I am defining middle-class housing wrong. Perhaps I need to redefine…middle class might be barrios/ghettos in old apartments/condos, where as the lower class is the folks who cannot afford housing – when I look out any of the windows of my housing here I see make shift housing of tents and like. The truth is the most surprising thing here is how close wealth and poverty live next to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delhi Monuments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited three beautiful sites in Delhu:&lt;br /&gt;Qutb Minar (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yume-dreams.cool.ne.jp/photo/india/dehli/qutb-minar/t_qutb-minar_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://yume-dreams.cool.ne.jp/photo/india/dehli/qutb-minar/t_qutb-minar_24.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Tomb of Alauddin Khalji (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storyofpakistan.com/images/p0202030201.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.storyofpakistan.com/images/p0202030201.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indiatravelogue.com/images1/mp/mandu5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.indiatravelogue.com/images1/mp/mandu5.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Humayun’s Tomb (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pcug.org.au/~alanlevy/Thumbnails/Images/Delhi-Agra-Jaipur/Humayun.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.pcug.org.au/~alanlevy/Thumbnails/Images/Delhi-Agra-Jaipur/Humayun.JPG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driving Around Delhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you Hyundai bashers (Slade, I mean you!): The Hyundai accent is a popular, nice car here!!! That’s right I said nice! A more common car is the Suzuki Alto…There are lots of Hyundais, Suzukis, and Qualises. Not too many cars that would sell for more than $12,000 US. Most of the cars that are common are not even sold in the US. Even the Ford cars that are here are not in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our driver made an accidental turn into a Muslim neighborhood (Sim explained) that was a bit….unnerving. Anyhow, the young children all started knocking on my window, pointing, and saying hi…It was like they thought I was a movie star or something. None of them begged (as was the case with the last 6 year old who knocked on my window).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Animals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some confirmation on the animals that keep blocking the roads: cows (I have only seen one cow that is white with black spots), buffalo (who know?), and some are oxen as I had guessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not nuts….would you have known this is a:&lt;br /&gt;Cow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5tigers.org/AllAboutTigers/Adventures/habitats/images/cow.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.5tigers.org/AllAboutTigers/Adventures/habitats/images/cow.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Buffalo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.who.int/multimedia/indiaweb/galleryfeature/animals/who-211944.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.who.int/multimedia/indiaweb/galleryfeature/animals/who-211944.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, I saw monkeys on the side of the road today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110780008461126354?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110780008461126354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110780008461126354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110780008461126354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110780008461126354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/days-7-and-8.html' title='Days 7 and 8'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110752801442101909</id><published>2005-02-04T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T06:44:10.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Bazaar, trip #2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I got my George Foreman/Sanjeev Kapoor grill! No italian dressing though, though I found herb dressing which smells pretty good. I also bought a barbecue sauce as back-up though -- it's not Hunt's or Kraft, so I'm not sure if it will be close to American-style sauce or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I also bought some Frosted Flakes (there aren't too many choices: Cornflakes, Chocos, and Fruit Loops were my other choices) and milk -- the milk was in a carton and not stored in the refridgerated section...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I broke down and bought a cadbury chocolate bar...my first sweet in exactly one week...chocolate is good. I also bought cookies :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110752801442101909?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110752801442101909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110752801442101909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110752801442101909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110752801442101909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-6-part-2.html' title='Day 6 part 2'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110750599230183660</id><published>2005-02-04T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T06:44:59.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They sell George Foreman grills! Except they are marketed under a famous Indian chef's name...though George's signature is still on the top. I will head back to Big Bazaar tonight to buy one (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and Italian dressing). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I put my laundry in the bag for the attendant today. It is 10 rupees (less than 25 cents) per item...I wonder is a pair of socks counts as one item or two? And everything, even my underwear and socks, will come back ironed! How funny with that be?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110750599230183660?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110750599230183660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110750599230183660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110750599230183660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110750599230183660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110750577703609636</id><published>2005-02-03T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T00:50:00.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was election day in Haryana (the state Gurgaon is in) so we had the day off :) Three days in the office and I already have a paid day off....good timing on my part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cooking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I feel as though I am back in college...before I had an apartment! I am missing all the essentials (or what have become essentials)...For example, no oven (but I do have a stovetop), no plastic wrap or foil for leftovers, no seasonings, etc. I could buy some of this but it seems like a waste to buy it for such a short time. I cooked all three meals yesterday. For breakfast I had my famous 2 eggs and cheese on toast with ketchup -- so easy to make. For lunch I had grilled cheese and soup -- also easy and delicous. For dinner I ate some of the leftover pasta and chicken...the chicken was not so good. I cooked it in a frying pan with a little oil and no seasonings -- I must find out of they sell George Foreman style grills here. And I need to get some italian dressing to at least marinate the chicken -- I think I saw that at Big Bazaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the otherhand, I am much less wasteful here. If I have a little bit of juice left, I will place my glass in the refridgerator to drink it later, versus throwing it down the sink. It is less a money-saving action and more "I don't want to go to the grocery store again soon." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;American Idol is on, but so is Indian Idol! I stumbled across it last night! But it is not in English, so it takes away a bit of the fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lots of reruns: News Radio, Friends, and Becker tend to be on a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Roadblock&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was standing out on my balcony during the afternoon today...it was beautiful. I was checking out the traffic that had come to a stop -- because five animals were crossing the road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Apartment Attendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was in the apartment today when the attendant came by...he cleans the apartment better daily than Joe and I do weekly. He dusted all of the furniture, washed all the floors, changed my towels, changed my sheets, made my bed, and did all of my dishes...I could get used to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110750577703609636?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110750577703609636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110750577703609636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110750577703609636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110750577703609636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-5.html' title='Day 5'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110736354946311518</id><published>2005-02-02T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T08:59:09.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up at 3:30 am today…fell back asleep by 5am and then woke up at 8:15am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More about electricity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because power is limited/stretched thin, each outlet in the apartment has a switch. You need to turn the outlet on for it receive the electric current – smart and not at all obtrusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big Bazaar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bazaar is the name of the grocery store….that’s right I made it to the grocery store. The grocery store is at Sahara Mall (Mike and Julie, that is for your benefit). Kind of strange that you buy food at a shopping mall, but this is the norm here. Big Bazaar is not just food…it’s clothing, appliances, food, and a lot of junk (things you would find a  dollar store in the US). The food portion of the store is just 25% of the store. The aisles are small, but so are the carts – they can hold about half of what a US shopping cart generally can hold. Some name brands are available at this store: Jiffy, McCain French Fries, Cadbury, Green Giant, Nestle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 2095 INR (rupees) – or approx $47.50 US. Diet Pepsi was the most overpriced thing I bought at 100 rupees ($2.33) for a 6 pack – not too bad considering if you were to buy them one at time from a vending machine. Butter was cheap: less than $2 for a pound – Nestle makes butter! I bought soft toilet paper too! If you think Scotties is rough and tough, the toilet paper stocked at the apartment would really give you something to talk about. Mike and Julie: I’ve bought all the basics like salt, sugar, and peanut butter &amp; jelly J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing must be an issue – there were big signs that read something to the effect of “shoplifters will be immediately taken to the nearest police station.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cooking without the luxuries of home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today I made two meals: breakfast and dinner. For breakfast I had one scrambled egg  (no milk…Indians do not drink a lot of milk [read that in the India Times today] and I could not find any cold milk at Big Bazaar, though I saw it in cartons on the shelves….I chose to avoid this for now) on one piece of toast. Only difficulties with this was the spatula – it was short and metal, made it difficult to flip the egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner I had another high class meal: pasta and canned sauce – too be honest, it was not bad but pot holders would have made it easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A short week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have off! It is election day in the state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110736354946311518?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110736354946311518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110736354946311518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110736354946311518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110736354946311518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110736362816771715</id><published>2005-02-01T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T09:00:28.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still having problems sleeping through the night. I am falling asleep by 9:30/10:00 but woke up at 6:30..lots of interesting TV on at that hour….watched Oprah again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work went by fast; there is plenty to do as far training and catching up on work that I have been neglecting…intranet updates, email organization, longterm planning, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got DSL hooked up at the apartment tonight. The phone still doesn’t work, but at least I can email and be connected in that manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a few phone meetings with folks in the DC office; it was nice to hear from them. I’m not sure how much they feel my absence, but it seems to be going smoothly so far – lots of email communication. I probably send them about 40 a day and receive just as many overnight (that’s actually a decline compared to the number I receive when I am in office!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110736362816771715?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110736362816771715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110736362816771715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110736362816771715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110736362816771715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/02/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110723424322707602</id><published>2005-01-31T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T21:04:50.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sleeping most of yesterday, I woke up at 6:30 this morning with nothing to do. I turned on the television and found what is sure to be my favorite channel “Star World” (MI and JM: channel 56). This channel features popular American programming. This morning I watched Becker, Friends, and Oprah. I also receive HBO and Star Movies. It doesn’t seem like the Superbowl will be televised here, though there is a chance ESPN will show the game. One of the women in the office went to Drexel for her master’s degree and she is also hoping the game will be televised. My driver called up to announce he had arrived at 9:45, just as I had requested and he took me to the office. On the way to the office, I did not see random sitings of animals as I did yesterday (wild pigs and oxen? I’ve don’t think I’ve ever seen an ox before, but I guessing these was oxen), but I did experience the crazy traffic again. I am so happy not to have to drive here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The office&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great group of people! Ashwin (the manager of the office) has done a good job finding people who would also fit in well at the CEB US office. Each person went out of their way to say hello and several asked me about my trip and the apartment. The women in particular are very kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two designers are fantastic. I couldn’t be happier with the folks we have hired here. Simaran, an English literature major, speaks English very well with just a small Indian accent. Sumeet on the other hand has a very strong Indian accent within his English, but I am picking it up slowly. Sumeet travels 2.5 hours each way to get to the office each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, people here enjoy a later schedule beginning around 10 or 10:30 and ending the day closer to 7 or so. The designers on our team will start by 9:30 at the latest to help with the file transfer (we can only send 110 MB per hour and the time difference is shorter in the between India end of day and US beginning of day – Sumeet and Simaran need to post the last of their files by 7:00pm at the very latest to ensure all projects get back to the US in time for start of business). I might get used to this 10:00 start. Perhaps I will use the time for a useful purpose…or maybe I just will just sleep 12 hours each night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Warning: this next part will only interest CSG folks)&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of the morning going over the CEB organization and how CSG mirrored that. We then talked about career paths in CSG and CEB product types that the department designs. I then designed a page for the team and asked them to go their computers and try the page themselves. Today the team designed both the CFC and CIO new create exercises. Tomorrow, we will work on the MLC new create, DeltaGraph training, and DG exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the driver to take me to a grocery store/supermarket. His English is not fantastic, so he called his boss and asked me to speak to him. His boss then translated my request. Either way it didn’t work out. Gryan (driver’s name, it means knowledge) took me to a mall which sold fast food – small misinterpretation of my request. I ordered a pizza at Pizza Hut…it was pretty decent and I have leftovers for tomorrow night. While waiting for the pizza I walked around the mall – I actually felt very comfortable there. Most of the folks in the mall dressed in modern clothing and must be considered affluent – each was dressed nicely in European/American-style clothing and none seemed to stare at me too much. At the office building many of the men (not those hired by CEB) stared at me…not sure if because I was American or an American woman – I didn’t see any other white folks in the building, so needless to stay I stuck out. Stores at the mall included: Levis, Lacoste, Lee, United Colors of Benetton, and others. I haven’t checked out prices yet (don’t worry Joe! I am not going on a spending spree!), but will report back : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Electricity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electricity goes out several times throughout the day but only for about 5 seconds each time. The booming economy and new technology requires a better electricity infrastructure system. Until then these small blackouts occur. At the office we have a back-up generator so we do not realize when the electricity cuts off, but while at home I do lose the lights and TV for short periods of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110723424322707602?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110723424322707602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110723424322707602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110723424322707602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110723424322707602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10524900.post-110717554523727365</id><published>2005-01-30T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T05:08:29.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;India Monday 1/31, 6:00pm / US Monday 1/31, 7:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Flights&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe and I said good-bye Friday night at approximately 8:30pm...it was much tougher than I anticipated -- what can I say? I kinda like the guy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From the US to London I had a great trip -- the plane was not very full and I had my own row! I slept most of the trip (surprise!), but did manage to watch part of a few movies: &lt;em&gt;Wallstreet&lt;/em&gt; (finally! I have been seeking out this movie) and &lt;em&gt;Sharktale&lt;/em&gt; (the one with Will Smith) -- unfortunately I only caught a few minutes of this so I will need to catch this one again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While at Heathrow (a 10 hour layover -- planned because I thought I would go to London), I felt as though I was Tom Hanks in &lt;em&gt;The Terminal&lt;/em&gt;. I ended up not going to London because I did not call any of my friends that work in the UK office ahead of time and did not feel adventurous enough to go without a guide -- I will definitely try to go on my return trip though. At Heathrow I mostly slept in a quiet room and walked up and down the shopping/eating areas...lots of shopping, through prices seemed very expensive, especially considering the conversion rate of the dollar :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The flight to Delhi was overbooked and passengers were being offered 250 pounds ($471 US) to delay their flights. I couldn't delay because (1) I didn't have Ashwin's phone to call and let him know I would be later than expected and (2) I needed to sleep on Sunday to attempt to lose the jet lag. So on the flight I did not have my own row this time, but I did have an aisle seat. I did not have much luck sleeping on this flight, but I read most of a book and watched another two films: &lt;em&gt;Wimbleton&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Collateral&lt;/em&gt; -- Joe, I am naming the films so that you know to watch them and not wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrival to India&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Delhi International Airport yesterday at 10am local time. A driver picked me up from the airport -- it seemed like most of the folks getting off the plane were being met by drivers as there had to have been at least 100 men standing just past baggage check with placards. I found my driver pretty quickly and he helped my with my bags. Once we got the parking lot, two other men helped with my bags...I liken those men to the men who insist upon helping with your bags when you depart for cruise -- not necessary, but force their service on you and then demand a tip. I didn't tip... (1) because I didn't know whether it was appropriate as tipping is not common in India and (2) because I hadn't changed any money and $1 US would have been too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver (not the man who would be my usual driver, but a man from the apartment complex) drove me to Gargaon (gar - gone; a city a few miles outside of Delhi where the office is also located). Drivers here are nuts! Elana, remember our taxi driver at Isla de Roaton? -- he would fit in perfect here! Everyone uses their horn as often as they use their accelerator. The roads are only paved in the middle and cars change lanes constantly. We were in a near accident with a bus...luckily, it was a near accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Indian Americans told me about the Delhi airport, they told me two things: (1) it smelled, as did most of India and (2) it was one big cluster f%$#. It did smell, but not nearly as bad as I had imagined and because the airport is relatively small, it was not that poorly organized. I moved through the lines rather quickly...of course I exited the plane pretty quickly and that always helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Apartment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apartment is pretty nice. Three bedrooms, four bathrooms. I have the master bedroom which includes a separate dressing room. The floors are not carpeted, which makes for cold feet -- Julie and Mike: bring slippers and/or flip flops. The kitchen is nice, though limited. Instead of a stove and oven, there is a hot plate-like appliance. There is a microwave though. The fridge was stocked with a few items for me: orange juice, bottled water, coke, diet coke, and eggs. Bread was also provided. I will need to go to a grocery store soon, but I hear it is like the mall at Christmas time and that is slightly overwhelming in another culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Showers need to be kept to under 5 minutes...there are individual water heaters for each bathroom and another for the kitchen. Hot water runs out in about 5 mins, but after the water is luke warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, I could not figure out how to call the US and therefore I could not call Joe or my parents to let them know that I had arrived safely. Also the wireless internet is not yet set up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I slept most of Sunday...it was a reality check that I had committed to one month halfway across the world where I knew no one except Ashwin Bhave, the director of the CEB India Office.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10524900-110717554523727365?l=jackieinindia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/feeds/110717554523727365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10524900&amp;postID=110717554523727365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110717554523727365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10524900/posts/default/110717554523727365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackieinindia.blogspot.com/2005/01/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Jackie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16542564635715389626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
