is Maia's school bus. From this morning it stops at 7.30 right outside the door of our hotel! Since it was the first time today, I rode with her to practice so she gets a chance to get to know the procedure. 2 of the doormen/guards and the duty manager, Sarita, were there to wave goodbye on this special day. Head chef said he wished he had known, he would have packed a snack for Maia to bring. From tomorrow he will, Maia put her order in - white toast with butter, a banana, carrot sticks and some cereal. (We are getting VERY spoilt!)
There is a driver, a guard and a nanny on board at all times. The buses are all brand new, very nice, clean and comfortable. The children all have an identity card and whoever picks them up in the afternoon has to show an identical identity card, otherwise the child will be taken back to the school. Security measures, which are new to us, but needed here.
20 minutes later we arrive at Kunskapsskolan ready for fun an learning.
The lovely, beautiful, always helpful and forever smiling Shubhi in the reception. This woman has an endless supply of patience!
I did not see a single female hairdresser - maybe a predominantly male occupation in India. The guy who cut me told me he had been to Mumbai to get certified.
Patiently waiting - this was the longest haircut I have ever had ... took an hour ... to cut MY hair?!
Finally, he was done. Looks a bit funny in this picture, but I am happy!
I have found that, funnily enough, a good hairdresser is one of the most difficult things to find in a new place/country.
Back at the hotel Maia and I had lasagne tonight. Head chef asked us already this afternoon if we wanted lasagne tonight - Maia had mentioned it the other night, but it would have taken too long = she would have gone to bed too late. He remembered (!) and had it ready for us when we came back. So, for the first time we had lasagne with goat meat - really good! They call it mutton here, and he said they prefer goat meat to sheep - ok, whatever works :-) Do try this at home, folks.
There is a driver, a guard and a nanny on board at all times. The buses are all brand new, very nice, clean and comfortable. The children all have an identity card and whoever picks them up in the afternoon has to show an identical identity card, otherwise the child will be taken back to the school. Security measures, which are new to us, but needed here.
20 minutes later we arrive at Kunskapsskolan ready for fun an learning.
The lovely, beautiful, always helpful and forever smiling Shubhi in the reception. This woman has an endless supply of patience!
The canteen, where the children and staff can purchase cooked lunch with
dessert for INR 100 (about SEK 11 and EUR 1,20). They also have a very BIG and ELABORATE coffee
machine - that thing has been my saviour the past weeks ... and actually
the best coffee I have had since arriving in India.
Maia told me, that in PE (physical education) today they played rugby and apparently the teacher was very impressed with Maia's performance - hidden talents? How about cricket? Who knows. This country is TOTALLY CRAZY about cricket!
Tomorrow she will have her first French lesson AND her first Hindi lesson - the latter at the hotel together with me and a private Hindi teacher. Can't wait :-)
Ian came back from work shortly before 6 tonight, and we went straight to Cross Point Mall where Ian and I had booked hair cut appointments at Toni & Guy.
I did not see a single female hairdresser - maybe a predominantly male occupation in India. The guy who cut me told me he had been to Mumbai to get certified.
Patiently waiting - this was the longest haircut I have ever had ... took an hour ... to cut MY hair?!
Finally, he was done. Looks a bit funny in this picture, but I am happy!
I have found that, funnily enough, a good hairdresser is one of the most difficult things to find in a new place/country.
Back at the hotel Maia and I had lasagne tonight. Head chef asked us already this afternoon if we wanted lasagne tonight - Maia had mentioned it the other night, but it would have taken too long = she would have gone to bed too late. He remembered (!) and had it ready for us when we came back. So, for the first time we had lasagne with goat meat - really good! They call it mutton here, and he said they prefer goat meat to sheep - ok, whatever works :-) Do try this at home, folks.
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