Day Two and Onward

When I opened my eyes on day two in the house, things seemed immediately brighter. I could hear birds singing and ca-cooing, something we never heard in the apartment. Michael went to work and I unpacked.

The mattress guy came to the house and sure enough each mattress was 3” too long for the bed. He said that there used to be different size beds, length and width, but now they are standard size. I guess the beds we bought were older designs and they should have told us that they wouldn’t support the new mattress size. But, the mattress guy said he would have new ones made and exchange them. A week later, we are still sleeping on the mattresses on the floor.
Yes, it’s been almost a week now since we moved in. We all really like the house. It is spacious and airy. We have flowering bushes, potted plants, palm trees, banana trees and a papaya tree with about 12 papayas ripening a little more each day.
We have filtered water to wash fruit and vegetables and we have drinking water delivered. We don’t have a phone or cable or the internet yet but hopefully within another week we will.

Our house is situated conveniently between two huge extravagances. One is the clubhouse which is less than a minute walk from our front door. There is badminton, ping pong, tennis, a yoga room, a restaurant, a fitness room, a spa and a lovely outdoor pool. OK, I’m obviously from Canada, having to mention that it’s an outdoor pool – in India.

The second extravagance – did I say huge – is a brand new mall right outside the gate of our complex. Apparently they started building it two years ago when the previous owners of our house moved in. And the mall opened just as we moved in. Thank goodness we don’t have to listen to all that construction noise. The bad part is that we see the parkade from our backyard. But I can live with it, the house next to us blocks most of it. I just would never have envisioned being able to see a 10-storey high parkade from my backyard in India.

So far I would have to say that I like the area around the apartment better. We could walk to great little restaurants and grocery stores. It was a busy little area with lots going on in the evenings. Here we have a few shops and a grocery store a little further away. But outside the “gates” it’s not really a residential area. Of course there’s the mall which has an Italian restaurant (fabulous pizza and Caesar salad), lots of shops, a chocolate lounge (!!), coffee shops and some western fast food places that are not open yet. Oh, and it has a cinema which should be opening up in the next week. We’re hoping Harry Potter will be playing, otherwise we’ll have to make the 45 min. drive to another cinema.

One month in Bangalore, one week in our house and life is good. The weather is breezy and warm 24 hours a day. Not too hot, little rain and never a goose bump – not once in a month. Which begs the question – why is there a closet full of winter coats, rain pants, and hoodies upstairs? Oh ya, we’re from Canada, eh!

I live in Bangalore India

I am living in a house in Bangalore, India. Seriously.

We moved into the house last Wednesday, five days ago. I don’t think it matters where you are moving to or from. Moving days are pretty much the same whether you are moving across town, down the block or half the world away. You wake up excited the morning of the move, you get to the new house and things start arriving. By the end of the day the house is full of a mishmash of furniture and boxes. For some reason or another you end up sleeping on a mattress on the floor, not wanting to go to sleep...because you know you are going to have to wake up and deal with this big mess and don’t yet know where anything should go.

It’s true, we were all excited to move out of the apartment and into the house. We were up early, packed up the van and arrived at the house at 9:30am. Deliveries started to arrive within the hour. Everything that we had ordered in Bangalore arrived in small trucks with small delivery men. It all came in boxes and had to be put together – luckily in India, the delivery people put it all together.

Soon enough the floors were covered with pieces of furniture and tiny screws, but piece by piece the couches and chairs, the table and chairs, the beds – all of it got put together. Of course, the most exciting delivery was the air shipment box from Canada. Our stuff – it’s minimal, but it’s our stuff.

There were only a few problems – the table was scratched, as well as one chair. But they agreed to replace it in a few days. The TV arrived but they forgot to send the free Tata Sky box (cable) and 50 DVD’s that were supposed to come with it. Oh, and by 9:30pm the mattresses still hadn’t arrived.

I can’t remember if I mentioned in my last posting that the mattress company had phoned a couple days before the move to say that they wouldn’t be ready for Wed. But Michael went and talked to them and got it sorted out – they didn’t have the color mattresses that we requested, but they did have other colors. All we cared about was that they would be delivered on Wed.

Wed. afternoon Michael phones to make sure they are going to deliver them and they say maybe by 9:00pm but for sure by 10:00am the next day. We said no, it had to be today. I mean, what is the one thing that you need when you move into a house – a mattress, something to sleep on!

So then phone tag ensued.

“Are they coming?”

“Yes Sir, one hour away.”

An hour later, two hours later, three hours later...9:30pm, still no mattresses.

“Sir, the driver cannot find your house.”

“Well, where is he.”

“He’s at The Bank of India.”

“He’s at a bank?” Doesn’t he have the address? You have the address, explain to him how to get here.”

“Ok Sir.”

Anyway, this went on and on, back and forth, until they finally made it to the gate of the complex and Michael and the kids finally went out to look for them and guide them to the house.

Relief, they finally drove up – three guys, three mattresses. They bring in the first mattress, a single for Craig, then the queen for Alanna. But wait, something doesn’t seem right – it’s too long for the bed. Everyone stands and scratches their heads, the three guys shake their heads. I can’t believe it. Ok, ok just bring in the last one for our bed and we’ll deal with this later. In comes our mattress and onto the bed – three inches too long for the bed – whaaat??? Wait a minute, I run back to Craig’s room. Sure enough it too, is three inches too long for his bed.

Phone calls back to the person in charge, a lot of shaking heads and no one had a measuring tape. No one had an answer for this. We agreed to put the mattresses on the floor, not take off the plastic and someone would come out to take measurements the next day.

So, our first night in our new house we all slept on mattresses on the floor with a mishmash of furniture and boxes all around. It was 12:30am and I didn’t want to go to bed – I knew the morning would come too soon and I’d have to deal with all this stuff.

That’s it for now as I don’t have any internet and probably won’t have any for another week. But Michael is nice enough to post this for me at work and I’ll write some more tomorrow.

Sometimes Life's Rosy, Sometimes it's Not

Why do I feel like we are camping? The beds are comfy enough but a couple nights ago I was cooking with my headlamp on. Small fridge, no oven, no dishwasher, and often no electricity=no hot shower. All we need is a campfire...and marshmallows!



We are definitely looking forward to moving into the house next Wed. The apartment is nice and roomy but the kitchen is sparse and the electricity fails often. When the electricity goes out, the generator usually kicks in, but then you can't plug in any appliance too big - microwave, toaster, rice cooker - or all the electricity goes out.

We are all getting bored of Babu's breakfasts and have just been asking him to cut up some fruit and make toast. At least he does the dishes so that is helpful and he cleans the apartment everyday.

Craig seems to be doing ok. As long as he has his DS lite or a good book he's happy. Alanna is feeling a bit homesick, mostly due to boredom I think. She's read all the books that she brought and is missing her friends. Feeling cooped up in the apartment with not much to do. Hopefully next week once we get in the house and she has some of her own things that we sent over it will help. Plus the kids will have their bikes and scooters and they'll be able to go out and ride around the area.

The kids and I are still playing badminton for an hour a day. Craig loves to play hard, whereas Alanna spends much of the time doing ballet poses and doing leaps as she serves. We have fun...usually.

We've been driving all over the city looking for furniture and I feel like we've been in every home store in Bangalore: At Home, Home Stop, Home Town, Home Store, and more. When you have to buy so much and have a limited budget you have to compare prices and pick and choose what's important. We have ordered all the main items: beds, mattresses, couches, table and chairs, etc. and everything will start to get delivered next Tues. and Wed. Looking forward to that.

Last week Michael went to the airport to have our airshipment inspected at customs. It's a whopping 36% fee on any electronics and sporting goods. Luckily the company Michael works for pays for this (we think) although it was pretty minimal for us. We didn't bring much in the way of electronics as India uses a different voltage. Now that we are here we realize that we could have brought small appliances. Adapters are inexpensive and easy to find.

We visited the house last week and talked with Marko and his wife (from Finland). The house is two stories, 4 bdrm/4 bath and the backyard has lots of flowering shrubs and a banana tree! The appliances look good - dishwasher, washer and dryer - and the geysers (hot water tanks in each bathroom) are bigger than what we have in the apartment. Hopefully we can get a shower without the water turning cold. The oven is not what we are used too (that's an understatement). It is the size of a large microwave but apparently you can roast, bake etc. Won't be making 6 dozen cookies at a time I guess...or a turkey dinner.

Michael opened a bank account, finally. Someone from the bank came to his office and had him sign papers. Well, Michael's signature is more like a scrawl so the guy had him do it over and over, as no two signatures look alike. That night he got a text saying the bank rejected his signature - even though the guy saw him sign everything in person. Had to do it all over again a few days later and the account finally got opened (and money actually deposited!). However the bank card didn't work at the ATM when we tried it yesterday...

My birthday was great a couple weeks ago. Alanna and I went to Ahvataras, the spa, and had a manicure and pedicure. They said it would take 1 1/2 hrs. We enjoyed our pampering so much that I didn't check the time until we got home - 2 1/2 hrs later! The total bill for both of us? 1000Rp ($25). And because it was my birthday they gave me some beautiful flowers and a gift certificate for a free body massage - now that's great service!

We were so late from the spa that we were almost an hour late getting to Caperberry's for lunch. The staff was so welcoming, with big smiles and shaking our hands like we were family. Really nice lunch with a tapas buffet bar to start. A choice of a few items to choose from for the main meal and then a dessert buffet to finish it off. Highly recommeded and reasonable price. Must try for dinner sometime. Oh, almost forgot - because it was my birthday (Michael must have sent out a memo to everyone), they put on this loud Happy Birthday music and came over and gave me a birthday cake - big enough for the four of us. Could have done without the music, luckily the place had cleared out by that time.

So, we are missing a few things and getting used to others. But, I think that is normal in the beginning of such a big adventure. Going to Mysore last weekend was great and we are planning another five day trip in a few weeks, before the kids start school. But next week the big excitement will be moving into the house!

A Week in India

It's hard to believe we've been here just over one week. Have we found chaos or serenity in our new world? Both of course - it is India, after all! The chaos is mostly in the form of traffic. The serenity comes in many forms: the culture, the colors, the tastes and even a soothing spa.
Our mornings start off relaxing. Breakfast is included, so we start each day with a nice big plate of fresh fruit - papaya, mango, banana - and usually an Indian breakfast of dosa's or potato paratha and sometime omeletes. Right after breakfast the kids and I play tennis or badminton for an hour. We are all improving.
On Monday we all had to go to the FRO office to apply for Residential Permits. It was a typical drab government office requiring you to line up to show ID, get something signed and then go to another office and do the same thing over and over. Luckily we had someone from Michael's office come with us who stood in line and got all the paperwork done for us. He told us where to sign and where to go next. Made things alot easier.
Wed. Michael went back to the FRO office to pick up the permits. He got there at noon, only to find out that they were closed for lunch until 2:30. When he got home I noticed that his permit is good for as long as our visas (April 2010), but mine and the kids are only good til Dec. 2009. We'll have to get someone to look into it.
The kids and I went out looking for furniture on Tuesday. Four places were recommended all in different areas of the city. Valu, our driver is pretty fast and knows all the back roads. He is able to skirt around the heavy traffic at times which can be good. But on Tues. he seemed to take the bumpiest, little windy roads and the kids and I ended up quite nauseated and frazzled.
Not much luck with the furniture. I was really excited to decorate an entire house with a bit of Indian flare but most of the furniture is "big box store stuff" at western prices. First we went to At Home which has four floors of furniture, kitchenware etc. Next we went to Modern World for electronics where I did purchase some small appliances at the same price as in Canada.
Five minutes after leaving Modern World I got a phone call that I had left my receipt there, so I asked Valu to go back. We turned around but after about ten minutes I asked if we were going back and he said we would go to the next furniture store first and then go back. By this time I'd given both kids some gravol and was feeling nauseated myself. He took narrow, bumpy streets at a fast pace and seemed to take forever to get there.
Lifestyle International is four stories with the first three being clothing and cosmetics. Lots of namebrands and trendy items. The furniture was cheaper in quality and price. Nothing really caught my eye. Relaxed in the food court until we felt better and then off again.
We stopped by the electronics store to get the receipt at 3:30 and the store was closed. Then we were off to the back roads, dodging cows and tuk tuks again. Glad to be home after that busy day.
As far as food goes, breakfast is included as I mentioned and then we make grilled cheese or go out for lunch. Food is so cheap in restaurants that I don't think we would ever make Indian food at home ourselves. We had a delicious meal across the street at a little restaurant for only $6 for the four of us. There is a Coffee Day chain that has good coffee, samosas, desserts, and milkshakes all at reasonable prices.
Last night I made "tacos" with fresh roti. I guess it was more like a wrap. But when I think about the time it took to go to the store, buy everything, wash the vegetables in filtered water, dry them well, make dinner and then clean up - it's not really worth it considering we can eat a whole meal for $6 across the street. The worst is we don't have a dishwasher and we have to clean up right away (don't want to attract bugs). The fridges are small so there isn't much room for groceries or leftovers. And there is no oven (common not to have one) so cooking is limited to stove top or microwave.
Another great find on one of the side streets across from our apartment was a Balinese Spa - "Ahvataras, The Spa." We found it on Father's Day. From the outside it looked like any other run down building but when we went up to the third floor past statues of Ganesh with offerings of flower petals and garlands we found a little oasis. Incense and soothing gamelan music immediately calmed our senses and we knew we didn't want to leave.
Since it was Father's Day, Michael got a treat with a Balinese head and shoulder massage with all sorts of nice creams and oils. Craig decided he should get a hair cut and so the two of them enjoyed their 45 minutes of relaxation while Alanna and I watched and sipped green tea.
Turns out the owner is from Singapore and moved here a year ago to open the spa. The decor and treatments are Balinese but the staff is Indian. Excellent people. The total bill? $7 with tip. Don't worry, Alanna and I will plan to get in on the fun tomorrow, my birthday. We are both going for a manicure and pedicure. Cost? No more than $15 each!