Do all traveling bloggers need to give an account of their journey? Ah! I guessed as much.
Well.. I've been in the Maldives for a week and a half now, enjoying the beautiful view from my cramped quarters in the crowded capital. (Photographs shall come eventually)
In this period, true to my nature, I've learnt nothing at all.
Among the things I'm yet to learn are:
1) HOW the hell am I able to make international calls from a disconnected, expired Indian SIM card that has a credit balance of -22.95 (That's right, NEGATIVE!) The customer service assures me this is an impossible feat, yet I'm still able to call! I'm hoping it's a bug. A lovely bug. A ladybug even! Hours of calls to my sweetheart in India.. and I'm charged nothing! Ahh!
2) WHERE the hell is Machangoalhi? I've yet to locate this particular part of Malé.. I've walked up and down and all around the tiny capital, but failed to reach this place. Does it really exist.. or is it some kind of urban legend after all?
(For non-Malé residents, this is akin to NOT finding a crater on the moon)
3) WHY do almost all Maldivian gang members (72% percent of the whole population, as I see) have such strikingly similar hairstyles? Do these guys share like the same stylist? Beats me. If it were up to me, I'd put them all in the slammer for life just for their poorly done Rastas and dreadlocks, if not for the drugs. Forgive them Marley! They know not what they're doing! They're too stoned!
4) IS Malé actually just one glorified slum? This 2 km wide city's the world's 4th most crowded place... with people living 3 families to a 'house' that's smaller than my room in Bangalore, paying a rent that's double their salary, struggling to keep up with skyrocketing food prices... AND at the same time, splurging on the most expensive perfumes, designer clothes, flashy phones, top of the line DSLR cameras, swanky cars and bikes (that have little utility) and Versace eyewear.
We're a slum full of spendthrift destitutes!
5) Seriously, where IS this Machangoalhi?!
Well.. I've been in the Maldives for a week and a half now, enjoying the beautiful view from my cramped quarters in the crowded capital. (Photographs shall come eventually)
In this period, true to my nature, I've learnt nothing at all.
Among the things I'm yet to learn are:
1) HOW the hell am I able to make international calls from a disconnected, expired Indian SIM card that has a credit balance of -22.95 (That's right, NEGATIVE!) The customer service assures me this is an impossible feat, yet I'm still able to call! I'm hoping it's a bug. A lovely bug. A ladybug even! Hours of calls to my sweetheart in India.. and I'm charged nothing! Ahh!
2) WHERE the hell is Machangoalhi? I've yet to locate this particular part of Malé.. I've walked up and down and all around the tiny capital, but failed to reach this place. Does it really exist.. or is it some kind of urban legend after all?
(For non-Malé residents, this is akin to NOT finding a crater on the moon)
3) WHY do almost all Maldivian gang members (72% percent of the whole population, as I see) have such strikingly similar hairstyles? Do these guys share like the same stylist? Beats me. If it were up to me, I'd put them all in the slammer for life just for their poorly done Rastas and dreadlocks, if not for the drugs. Forgive them Marley! They know not what they're doing! They're too stoned!
4) IS Malé actually just one glorified slum? This 2 km wide city's the world's 4th most crowded place... with people living 3 families to a 'house' that's smaller than my room in Bangalore, paying a rent that's double their salary, struggling to keep up with skyrocketing food prices... AND at the same time, splurging on the most expensive perfumes, designer clothes, flashy phones, top of the line DSLR cameras, swanky cars and bikes (that have little utility) and Versace eyewear.
We're a slum full of spendthrift destitutes!
5) Seriously, where IS this Machangoalhi?!





