Showing posts with label cricket. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cricket. Show all posts

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Cricket match!

So I realized that I didn't say anything about the cricket match in my last post... Here are my experiences!

  • The cricket match is in old delhi, so I go to meet the guys there. Apparently they forgot about meeting me and went straight into the game. Mike apparently said, "Hey, wheres Bob? Oh no! Bob". He called me and everything was fine and I met up with them and we got in there ok.
  • When we get in there I don't think I was prepared for the atmosphere... It wasn't anything out of the ordinary at a sporting event... but maybe it was b/c it was dirtier than a normal sporting arena, and i couldn't understand the chants and the yelling. 
  • So we start watching the match and at this point I realize that everyone, including us, is standing up. It's the first match of the season, so everyone's excited. Also, Sachin Tandelkur... the greatest of the greatest cricket players is playing... So rowdy crowd. The crowd behind us apparently doesn't like that people are blocking the views of others... In the US we might say, "Crap, I can't see anything... Oh well, I'll just hop around and hope to catch some of the game". In india they throw things... anything. At one point a half full mcdonalds cup comes flying past my head and hits someone. Woman and children were getting pegged with trash. Craziness. Surprisingly (sarcasm), everyone sits down and watches the match
  • The actual match was boring. Mumbai killed Delhi.
  • After the match I think theres only one more interesting thing that I can tell about the trip. So... we had to take an auto rickshaw to the metro station to get home... Thousands of people are outside, all trying to get one... We're having a hard time getting one. It doesn't help that the police are telling the auto rickshaw drivers to keep moving... we finally flag one down... mike and jean-luc get in... while im trying to squeeze in, the police are yelling at the driver to get moving... so the driver speeds off... i only have one hand on the thing and i'm outside of it, hanging onto the side railing... mike and jean-luc are yelling at the drive, 'stop stop!!!'... i don't think he knows very much english... anyways... i eventually pull myself inside and i'm ok. 
Moral of the story is... don't stand up at cricket games and don't forget that not everyone speaks english. Below is a pic of the cricket game and a pic of akshardham from my last post!



Bob.

Thursday, March 31, 2011

First day/night

It is currently 4am india standard time and I am wide awake and have been for about an hour. I'm counting down the minutes until the breakfast buffet at the optus premeir hotel in delhi opens up.
 Some highlights of my first day (which would have been yesterday).... and not in any order....

1. The food is great so far! I had a masala peneer dish in the hotel with some awesome garlic nan. It was incredible. Although my stomach is feeling a little funny... Could be the spices... could be a parasite... j/k, but seriously.
2. Cricket... don't understand it, but indian's seem to love it. I was at the hotel bar watching the semi finals of the world cup cricket match.... Pakistan vs. India... I know, riveting, haha. It was fun though. One of the waiters was giving me a play by play of how the game is played and the rules and so on. I still felt very out of place thought. When everyone would start celebrating during a part of the match, I would look up excitedly not knowing what to look for, giving an awkward smile to the waiters as if to say, 'that was a great play!'.
3. The head bobble thing is true, but I feel like it's more of a head sway...
4. The driving is crazy. At one point while I was being taken to the hotel I noticed there were no lines in the road.... 8 lanes of disorganized traffic emerged... Also, honking is a form of communication on the roads. One for, 'hey it's me, i'm here, just so you know...', 2 for 'get out of my way right now'.

Everything is going great so far. The only bad thing that has happened is my shampoo and conditioner busted in one of my bags. Since my bag was searched in customs I'm convinced someone wanted to try it out and then forgot to screw the lid on all the way.

It is now 6:00 am. I shall now retire to watching grownups on streaming netflix as I wait for McDonalds to open up.

B