Leaving Comfort Zone

The not so comfortable.
I hate to sound so negative on my first post but I foresee a lot of adjustments to come. I got placed in this corporate apartment through an outsourced company who's helping me relocate to Bangalore. The apartment seemed nice from the outside and the manager greeted me with "Welcome to your home, away from your home". When I stepped into my apartment, it's nothing like what I would call "home" but I won't complain here. Instead, I will tell you about my bathing experience.


My bathroom is supposed to have hot water from the shower but the solar power that creates energy to heat the water is broken, so I have to bath from these buckets of hot water from some bathrooms downstairs. How could I possibly rinse out all the shampoo and conditioner from my hair with this??

So, how's Bangalore? One word: Overwhelming. Bangalore traffic, sounds like Hanoi and smells like Jogjakarta.


Oh and of course, the one that thing that everyone has been warning me about: the water. I will tell you now that since I arrived, I have been brushing my teeth with bottled water and yet I went to the toilet at least 6 times on my first day.

Ok, breathe and think of the Comfort Zone...
Of course there are way more than just these two little terrorists but they would have the most changes while I'm away. And yes, I miss you too.


Jassy with her comb and spilling chocolate milk on her pretty dress.


Juju and I were waiting for Funn to get delicious Italian.