The traveling hugger... (Part 7)

Except that the Speed Post is open til 2 PM! And they even agree to send the hugger. And I wasn’t so sure about that…!   T hey weigh it (2.2 kg) and give me the price (2,200 Rs, about 30 euros and ten times the price of the hugger, and 50% more than the normal courier). In addition it has a tracking number. I don’t hesitate too long...   I sit there to finish...

Publié le 20/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

The traveling hugger... (Part 5)

The same night I was taking the plane to Mumbai. At the check-in desk, the SpiceJet guy told me that I should probably check in my hugger but seeing me pouting, he offered to let me try my luck at the security check...   At the security check, one of the military woman – women have separate lines in India – asked me what it was. I explained but she was not keen on letting it go...

Publié le 16/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

The traveling hugger... (Part 4)

Using all my charms (well, not all actually, it is just about a bike after all! My smile should be enough ;) ), I managed to convince the sales guy to remove the hugger from the exhibit bike (a new model they had received the same day)!    Thirty minutes later and much more knowledgeable about race bikes (once I overcame my shyness and started talking I was...

Publié le 14/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

The traveling hugger... (Part 3)

The next day, still in Hyderabad and on market visits, we passed in front of a KTM shop and just to be sure I stopped the car.   Today somehow I have no problem with discussing about bikes in Hindi… And surprise! The sales guy spoke very well English and understood immediately (after I showed the picture) what I wanted – a good lesson for me: when I go outside my comfort...

Publié le 12/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

The traveling hugger... (Part 2)

Two days later I was in Hyderabad for work and decided to try my luck there. My local colleague must have dialled at least three numbers before finding the right KTM dealer. Who had no stock of huggers.   I then sent a mail to the buyer announcing that it was too much for me… I am not eBay after all!!   (To be continued)  

Publié le 10/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

The traveling hugger... (Part 1)

Some time ago I was asked via my blog something rather unusual... It was a French guy who was looking for a part for his bike. Since my blog led me to live a pretty incredible story a few weeks ago (and because I am super cool ;) ), I decided to pay back destiny and see what I could do about this part. If it was not too hard to find, why not...   This part was called a...

Publié le 08/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

Taking off from Mumbai

Publié le 06/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

The art of flattering

My weight, and my supposed resemblance to Katrina Kaif’s sister, is a big topic among my customers all across India. To their defence I must say that I am probably the only foreigner girl they do business with (and for so long), and that it’s in their blood, gossiping... So I'm well known. In all humility. Not a meeting where I don’t get to hear about my weight. Curious is it not? I...

Publié le 04/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

Sunday walk on Juhu Beach

With incredible views: the amazing quantity of trash brought back by the sea and covering the beach, the number of kids playing cricket, cops who empty the beach because of high tide and the turkey.  

Publié le 02/07/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...

Blowing fuses (end)

He finally called the head of the society who came to see the damage: acrid smoke in the box room. Then he explained to me that no electrician would come at this hour and that stores were closed and anyway on strike because of some new tax...   I n the meantime I had gone back up to see if moving up the fuses had changed something in the apartment. And the neighbor I had bothered...

Publié le 30/06/2013 dans Indian... par IndianSamourai | Lire la suite...