The ant wars are over. It’s been over a week since we saw our last ant. It is impossible to describe just how pleasant it is to be able to leave dishes in our sink again for our maid to wash. We’ve been spoiled over the last 18 months and doing dishes was a serious downer. But here we are a week later, a sink full of dishes, and not a single ant in sight. What happened?
I am engaged in an ant war, but it didn’t start out that way. Initially it was a gentle attempt to remind Mother Nature’s other creatures of the opportunities outside of our home. Despite fastidious cleanliness and a commitment to absolute aridity, our little ant guests refused to vacate. They were determined to remain in the relative comfort of our Indian villa. It would take more than a little extra elbow grease and a few paper towels to convince them to move out.
I’ve been suffering through a bout of blogger’s block—a topic deserving of it’s own discussion. Anyone whose called ACT Fibernet to file a service request is painfully aware of their questionable customer service skills and seeming desire to do just about anything to avoid filing a ticket. This time they helped cure the dreaded blogger’s block and create a long list of things I’ll miss about India.
This second installment in our series about flying to Hyderabad explores the intricacies of in-flight entertainment—the first part is here. We’ll look at flying on old, cranky aircraft with old cranky crew, discuss diet and alcohol consumption, and even delve into the mysteries of sleep preparation. We’ll learn a bit about ourselves and maybe even gain a better understanding of what it means to be an entitled traveler aboard a 20 year old India-bound air-train.
When my wife asked if I wanted to move to Italy, I didn’t think twice about it—my answer was a resounding and enthusiastic, “yes!”
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