I was up at 6am again for the gym. This time, I was tortured by the elliptical machine. This one is the killer. So tiring. I missed my favorite elliptical machine, that has been replaced/ removed from the Junction 10 gym.
My 1st call was starting at 8am IST and I had time to sneak a quick bfast before call. The non-veg spread was limited.Wednesday (day 3) at work was uneventful and we continued to work very hard. After a long work day, we rushed back to take a call at 7.30pm. I managed to order inroom dining before the call. Happy!
I know right, not very healthy. Never mind, I need happy food in Mumbai. Thursday (day 4) was the last day in Mumbai. I have decided that it is a non-exercise day bcos I have back to back calls starting from 6.30am IST. Darn the time difference. There wasn’t enough time to go to the gym. I could wake up extra early and do a HiiT in the room, but it was too torturing. I was very glad to skip the exercise too bcos my hair had been so fried. I brought 2 different shampoos, thinking that one of them was conditioner. I had been washing my hair without condition and felt like I had been wearing a hair of hay.
It was another long day. At least there was proper lunch - we had a team lunch, we finally have enough people in India to call it a team lunch. Hoho. My colleague said that I must try this sugary ball of sin.
This is really damn sweet. I cannot even finished half the ball. In Mumbai, even the usual cookie/ brownie/ cake is extra sweet.The weather was damned hot. It wasn’t food coma that killed my afternoon but the sun. That short walk to the restaurant and back zapped all my energy. By the time it was 5pm, I was half dead and very sleepy. A car was arranged for us at 7pm for the airport.
This was my dinner at the airport.
I was intending to skip the inflight supper bcos sleep is important. Time passed quick enough and it was time to board. My colleague and I were in the same row in the middle block but separated by 2 big Indian men, bcos the travel desk would usually help us book aisle seat. Aisle seats are good, but not when the middle passengers are big people who not only took the arm rest but invade into other people’s air space. Zzzz.
I skipped supper as planned. I tried to sleep as much. There was some turbulences during the flight and I remembered feeling anxious in my half awake state.
It was pouring when we landed. There was some slight swaying of the plane. I think it must had rained very hard bcos the offloading of the luggage was delayed and there was a backlog, which further added on to the delay.
The luggage was finally “home” at 5pm. All good! One more trip completed.
Mummy Lim







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