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Live from Newark!

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, here I am, reporting to you, Live, On the spot from Liberty Newark International Airport, with the cosmopolitan skyline of New York obscured by the giant cranes loading containers off ships from the riverfront. Not the view I had hoped for....

Well, after all the deliberations regarding the excess baggage, I ended up with one very heavy, very cumbersome suitcase, and one which was just about under the maximum free baggage regulation. Fearing I'd have to pay through my nose to get the white elephant on board, I cautiosly approached the baggage counter, and explained my unique travel plan, that led me to buy two separate tickets for what could be accomplished with one, and the excess baggage. surprisingly, I was able to get my cargo tagged and automatically forwarded to Delhi, and ended up just paying $25 extra for the overweight suitcase. Now, let's hope that my precious belongings get there safe and sound...

The flight from Sarasota to Newark was somewhat faster than expected, as I landed in Newark a full 25 minutes before schedule. During the flight, I was feeling somewhat Gassy, rather like an LNG pipeline, as my intestines rumbled and roared within. So as soon as I got off the plane, I found a restroom and produced the longest fart ever to be rendered by my anus. I swear I could have got the aircraft from Sarasota to Newark just with that prodigious stream of plasma.

On emptying my innards, I proceeded to consume the following-


1. A bottle of sparkling Acqua Minerale
2. A glass of Clos-du-bois 2002 Merlot Red, which accompanied a-
3. A 10 - oz. Filet Mignon, done medium but a bit charred on the edges,
4. A plate of Mushrooms sauteed in butter.
5. A couple of hard bread rolls, with unsalted butter.


Total cost- An unreasonable $ 55.


That should keep me nicely settled for a while.

And here I am, It's about seven-thirty, sand they begin boarding in a half hour; finishing off what will be my last post from America. Which brings me to think about the very purpose of this blog. I hope it has been as enjoyable and informative for my audience, as it has been for me to write.

Thank you, Everybody.

looking sexy while flying across the atlantic

With just 2 days to go, I am left with nothing to do. I have tried to re-pack and adjust things in my overweight cases for the sake of shaving off a few grams here or there, but it looks like I'll have to carry atleast one overweight suitcase, despite having to leave behind so many things. Worst of all, there is no way of accurately telling how much the luggage weighs, as our $5 weighing scale tends to be very optimistic, and there are no friendly neighbourhood flour mills where you could make use of their balance scales. Mom's clinic has a large floor-mounted weighing scale(that is fluent in metric) which may come to our rescue.

There is also this strange, fervent last-minute spending spree that is coming on, and despite me knowing that I have neither the money or the payload, I am beside myself with ideas of what else I'd like to buy.

Thanks to the hefty luggage, I have no choice but to use the garish red-and blue el-cheapo stroller luggage, already coming apart, and held together with Krazy Glue (not kidding) for my carry-on baggage. My smart and sexy black laptop bag will ride in the confines of my large suitcase in the belly of the plane. I have this thing about looking cool while travelling, It's as if I had to attend a high-power exec meeting as soon as I got off the bird. As It became clear that the mass of my cargo would be a lot more than fashionable, I knew that the idealised picture I had in my noggin, with me sitting comfortably in an airport lounge, sipping on a espresso, with my laptop flurrying across the WiFi; or on the plane, with a good view and a comely airhostess, was not to be. I had better be prepared for another agonizing 24 hours of travel, complete with loud jet engines(thank you, Boeing and GE) louder infants in mid-flight, sweaty, smelling uncles who like to cuddle, robotic airhostesses, and bad weather.

Piece of advice- Never, ever buy bargain-basement priced luggage, even if you travel once a year or less. I'd rather buy something decent and reliable rather than cheap and disposable, even for a single trip.