Less than 24 hours to go -- all packed and ready to roll! Sort of…
I realized this morning, the day before we
leave, that for a multi-day wedding, I should probably have more than
one dress. And I had only intended to bring that dress to go out in in
Mumbai. Planning fail. Kellie and I are each
having two custom saris made for the festivities (Michael gets a kurta), so I am going to hope
those two and the dress will be sufficient. Or there will be lots of
pictures of me wearing the same thing all the time – or pictures of me
hiding in the background because I’m wearing
flip flops, shorts, a t-shirt and a trucker hat at a wedding.
This oversight might have been acceptable if I
hadn’t known that I was going to a multi-day event. But I’ve known that
from the beginning. Indian weddings are known for being elaborate and
uber-fancy. BVK just got back from India and told
me about the 3-day wedding he attended there. How it never occurred to
me to pack more dress clothes is beyond me. Let’s hope I planned for the
rest of the trip a little better.
Other planning mishaps:
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I bought IR3535 instead of DEET. WTF is IR3535??? If I die of malaria, someone please sue the makers of IR3535 for me.
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I called my bank to let them know I was going overseas. This is how the end of the call went:
Her: “Ok, Ms Doan, you’re all set! Have a great trip!”
Me: “Thanks! You… too…”
<awkward silence>
Me: “I mean, I dunno… are you going on a trip anytime soon?”
Her: “No.”
Me: “Ok, sorry.”
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We don’t really know what we’re going to do once we
get on our own and go to the Golden Triangle. Our itinerary lists “Pink
shit” and “Puppets". I have the lonely planet on my kindle and might read it on the plane.... Or I could re-read the Hunger games for the millionth time.
But hey – even the best-laid plans fall apart, right? So why have a plan at all?
:)
