3/16
BTW, Worked a long day at the office. Had lunch as usual in the cafeteria. Worked some more, headed back to the hotel for some food at happy hour. I had chicken 65. I'm working on trying to like spicy food more. I find that I love the flavor but its really spicy still in my belly. I'm trying to adapt and assimilate before I leave, we'll see if my body agrees. Came back to work to do 3 calls that turned into 4. Finally got home sometime after 11pm and then packed for Delhi. You dont realize how much stuff has it's own place and what a PITA it is to repack everything when you've been here for a few weeks! I ended up leaving some of my hanging clothes in Brian's room along with like 6 pairs of shoes. Another late night/early morning...
3/17
BTW. Busy day again in the Hyderabad office. Part of me being over here is I'm supposed to build good will with the professionals and really give them any advice or answer any questions they have in relation to their career at Deloitte. The professionals seem to be interested in how to make things better. Lunch in the cafeteria again with the usual suspects (Vijay, Vineeth, and Sambit). Mackenzie, Daniel and I left the office at 6pm to head to the airport for our flight at 8:55 pm. I had booked the car to get us to the airport at the hotel for the three of us, yet they call Daniel who's number they didn't ask for at the front desk to have the timing and what not arranged. When you go to the airport in Hyderabad you have to show your itinerary and passport just to get in the doors. There is a visitors gallery for those not actually flying so I'm suspecting this might actually be an issue with having too many people loitering around inside to say bye. It seems to be a long drawn out process rather than just getting out of the car at home and going inside. We check in for our Air India flight- executive class. Mackenzie and I end up having to check our luggage while Daniel just gets to go through with his even though his was over the weight as well. Women are discriminated against heavily- its kind of annoying at times. We head to security and there is a stand I think for declaring what you're flying with, but I'm not sure cause I didn't fill out the form and the guy at the desk took mine and Mackenzie's pages and boarding passes and stamped them. Next up separate security lines for men and women. Daniel flies through security while Mackenzie are dealing with women who can't figure out how to queue up so the workers are yelling at them. They tell us to put our stuff through the guys xray machine for our bags...then that one completely stops. Back to the women's line. After putting our bags down we queue up to be patted down and have our boarding passes stamped again. We survived that barely and headed towards the lounge. We turn the corner and there's another queue. I shit you not. What does this guy do? He marks a number on a page then lets us go by after checking our boarding passes. I don't even understand. It's so freaking confusing. We finally make it to the lounge and promptly get alcoholic beverages to try and deal with what just happened. Everything is so convoluted and there doesn't seem to be a purpose whatsoever for the 6 million stamps. We board our flight for Delhi and the seats are HUGE. Silver Lining. We ordered our dinners and I started watching gone girl, but didn't get a chance to finish it. Think I'll watch it on the way home. Exit the plane and go to get our bags and I swear we walked for a good 20 minutes before we were able to get near the baggage claim. Then we found our driver and walked another 10-15 minutes to the car. Finally get to the hotel sometime after midnight. Get checked in and go to my room (521) and I walk in and just start laughing like you have to be kidding me. It's a European style room where its more like a studio- bed, "couch" and desk. The bathroom had a shower with no door- but open to the tub and rest of the bathroom. The carpet smelled of mold and everything was just dingy and gross looking.
3/18
Welcome to the Delhi office! Which is actually in Gaugaron; a smaller city outside of Delhi. Found my desk and got settled in. Everyone came by to introduce themselves and I felt like a new toy on Christmas. People love to chat here and want to ask you a bunch of questions then always say if you need anything to let them know. I started to not feel well. I ended up barfing a bunch of times during the day and not being able to hold anything down. Decided that I would head back to the hotel and try to sleep it off. During the drive back to the hotel, I had the A/C pointed at my face and was trying not to throw up again. Managed to make it back to my room and just laid down to take a rest. That's when things started changing direction. I kept trying to keep water in as to not get dehydrated but that wasn't working out so well. Slept until my phone calls started around 8pm. Had 3 back to back ones then I could finally keep something done. Had a bag of salted potato chips for dinner along with more water. Stayed up to watch part of a movie then just went back to bed.
BTW, Worked a long day at the office. Had lunch as usual in the cafeteria. Worked some more, headed back to the hotel for some food at happy hour. I had chicken 65. I'm working on trying to like spicy food more. I find that I love the flavor but its really spicy still in my belly. I'm trying to adapt and assimilate before I leave, we'll see if my body agrees. Came back to work to do 3 calls that turned into 4. Finally got home sometime after 11pm and then packed for Delhi. You dont realize how much stuff has it's own place and what a PITA it is to repack everything when you've been here for a few weeks! I ended up leaving some of my hanging clothes in Brian's room along with like 6 pairs of shoes. Another late night/early morning...
3/17
BTW. Busy day again in the Hyderabad office. Part of me being over here is I'm supposed to build good will with the professionals and really give them any advice or answer any questions they have in relation to their career at Deloitte. The professionals seem to be interested in how to make things better. Lunch in the cafeteria again with the usual suspects (Vijay, Vineeth, and Sambit). Mackenzie, Daniel and I left the office at 6pm to head to the airport for our flight at 8:55 pm. I had booked the car to get us to the airport at the hotel for the three of us, yet they call Daniel who's number they didn't ask for at the front desk to have the timing and what not arranged. When you go to the airport in Hyderabad you have to show your itinerary and passport just to get in the doors. There is a visitors gallery for those not actually flying so I'm suspecting this might actually be an issue with having too many people loitering around inside to say bye. It seems to be a long drawn out process rather than just getting out of the car at home and going inside. We check in for our Air India flight- executive class. Mackenzie and I end up having to check our luggage while Daniel just gets to go through with his even though his was over the weight as well. Women are discriminated against heavily- its kind of annoying at times. We head to security and there is a stand I think for declaring what you're flying with, but I'm not sure cause I didn't fill out the form and the guy at the desk took mine and Mackenzie's pages and boarding passes and stamped them. Next up separate security lines for men and women. Daniel flies through security while Mackenzie are dealing with women who can't figure out how to queue up so the workers are yelling at them. They tell us to put our stuff through the guys xray machine for our bags...then that one completely stops. Back to the women's line. After putting our bags down we queue up to be patted down and have our boarding passes stamped again. We survived that barely and headed towards the lounge. We turn the corner and there's another queue. I shit you not. What does this guy do? He marks a number on a page then lets us go by after checking our boarding passes. I don't even understand. It's so freaking confusing. We finally make it to the lounge and promptly get alcoholic beverages to try and deal with what just happened. Everything is so convoluted and there doesn't seem to be a purpose whatsoever for the 6 million stamps. We board our flight for Delhi and the seats are HUGE. Silver Lining. We ordered our dinners and I started watching gone girl, but didn't get a chance to finish it. Think I'll watch it on the way home. Exit the plane and go to get our bags and I swear we walked for a good 20 minutes before we were able to get near the baggage claim. Then we found our driver and walked another 10-15 minutes to the car. Finally get to the hotel sometime after midnight. Get checked in and go to my room (521) and I walk in and just start laughing like you have to be kidding me. It's a European style room where its more like a studio- bed, "couch" and desk. The bathroom had a shower with no door- but open to the tub and rest of the bathroom. The carpet smelled of mold and everything was just dingy and gross looking.
3/18
Welcome to the Delhi office! Which is actually in Gaugaron; a smaller city outside of Delhi. Found my desk and got settled in. Everyone came by to introduce themselves and I felt like a new toy on Christmas. People love to chat here and want to ask you a bunch of questions then always say if you need anything to let them know. I started to not feel well. I ended up barfing a bunch of times during the day and not being able to hold anything down. Decided that I would head back to the hotel and try to sleep it off. During the drive back to the hotel, I had the A/C pointed at my face and was trying not to throw up again. Managed to make it back to my room and just laid down to take a rest. That's when things started changing direction. I kept trying to keep water in as to not get dehydrated but that wasn't working out so well. Slept until my phone calls started around 8pm. Had 3 back to back ones then I could finally keep something done. Had a bag of salted potato chips for dinner along with more water. Stayed up to watch part of a movie then just went back to bed.
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