Delhi Day 3: Retail therapy and typos

Today, we spent the day at a mall, the DFS Saket Mall to be exact (think Metrotown at Christmas but then Indian and at Diwali). Got there by Metro (did I mention that I love the Metro). Took the Violet Line from Kalish Colony to Central Secretariat; transferred to the Yellow Line to Huda City; got off at Saket; and then took a tuk tuk (thankfully, this time there was no attempt to take us around the block) to the Mall

The Mall was tranquil. The Mall had filtered air. The Mall was air conditioned. The Mall had a Starbucks. As with malls in our part of the world, in the afternoon it was filled with rich wives, tourists, and kids skivving off school. In the evening, it transformed into a hot spot for families and young couples in for some shopping and perhaps a movie. There were a lot of western stores (ie, Krispy Creme, Pizza Hut, KFC, Sephora, Zara, Mango, Addidas, etc.) but also a few Indian chains (ie, Mango, Pantaloons, etc.) Part of me was appalled that we were at a mall, while, other parts were relieved. It was a much needed mini-vacation away from the hustle-bustle of Delihi, which is overwhelmingly intense any day of the week.

So here are the highlights

• Retail therapy - purchased a couple of Indian outfits. Now the proud owner of 3 Kurtas and 2 baggy Ali Baba pants. I was so disappointed to find that my calves too big to wear the skinny version of the Ali Baba pants. I can get my feet in but the won't go past my ankles (I have the same trouble back home with boots). I gave them to AK. Thankfully it fits her fine.
  
  Finally the quest for oatmeal is complete. Purchased a box at an astronomical price. Well worth the cost for peace of mind in times of tummy trouble. Reminder to self: save money, bring it from home next time.
• Spa therapy - went all girly girl and got our nails done. 
• Cafe therapy - had a hot chocolate at Starbucks. It's funny how Starbucks has become a comfort place. I almost never go there back home. It just shows you... any port in a storm.
• Entertainment therapy - We went to see a movie at the multiplex, "Happy New Year" a Farah Khan movie. It is this year's Indian Diwali blockbuster; part Flash Dance, part Ocean's 11, part 12-pack ab porn (yes ab porn. I have never ever seen so many scenes containing naked waxed male chest shots complete with wind machines and droplets of water in one movie). It was awesome. 

Tomorrow we are scheduled to go to Chandri Chowk. I think it's going to be a rude awakening after our blissful day at the Mall.

Note to self:  Just reread some of my past blog posting and realized there are some major typos, missing words, and grammar issues. Serves me right for updating at 4am in the morning. Jet lag is messing with my ability to write :-( I can feel grammar jammer's disappointment like a cold breath on the back of my neck. I'll try to go back and edit when I have more time and a better Internet connection. Our free Wi-Fi has been a little spotty of late.