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03/10/2012

You know you have been living in India too long when…

… You decide to go alone to the furniture neighbourhood and…

… You get dropped at the metro station on a bike by a colleague. It is 6 PM. The metro is quite packed but you are in the woman coach. Changing metros is another story. What happends when dozens of people want to get down and a jerk between the 2 doors refuses to move?? Well you fly, carried away by the others. A concert of hardrock is donkey pee next to that.

You arrive one hour later at Kirti Nagar. You take your cycle-rickshaw (with the guy who cycles). You visits several stores and ended up selecting a bed. Of course you can not get it now, you have to have it made: you don’t have an Indian mattress – broad enough for 6 people to sleep in (a family – and this is no joke).
It is 7:45 PM. Oh God but what is this city?? Everything is shutting down! In Mumbai you can shop easily till 9:30!! Things become less funny. There is no rickshaw. This is a blood industrial area. There are only guys. And trucks. It is pitch dark (except for campfires). You mistake “subway” with “metro” and cross the industrial area back and forth.

You end up finding the metro. You travel back. You get back to the surface.
You are overtired (you have been walking for 4 hours). You are super cold (It is 5 degrees).
A rickshaw stops, this good soul…
And what do you do?? You bargain!! No, not 30 rupees, 20 rupees. And you go one for 15 euro cents. Some will assert that this is a question of principle. But in these circumstances, you hate yourself!! It is ridiculous…

To finish I got it for 25 rupees. But after travelling the very short distance I gave him 20 rupees and left…

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