crazy during weekends. Officially, I have been to almost all four corners of Hyderabad. On Saturday, it was flipping and flipping through the travel brochure 1001 times and still could not pick out where to go. Finally, I told Razzak, ok I will go see the Birla Mandir temple...the supposedly marvellous temple made solely from marble <*I have come to discover that marble is kinda cheap here so for those of you who are dreaming of a little Taj Mahal maybe worth making a trip here and import them back*>. Hot! Hot! Silly me...I am becoming to wonder if my IQ has dropped due to being fed all those carbs by my cook...not a too brilliant idea to be bare footed on marble floors under the hot arvo sun...I was nearly jumping off the floor...reckon those indian locals must be thinking what on earth is she doing...some acrobatic show...gosh how on earth do they manage to walk normally...I must remember to measure the skin of their feet the next time I go to the temple again...just to see how pathetic my delicate feet are :-).
Gandhi...such a symbol for India...so when I saw this big statue of Gandhi as Razzak was driving...I was like 'Stop Stop Stop the car, I want that Gandhi'. I think I must have horrified him when I said that...he was like 'Huh...Oh...but Mam they won't allow you to go in'. 'Really...but I only want to gawk at him from outside...can you just stop outside the building please' Heh heh and I got my wish but it was sure railed up. I had to crawl in between the rails <*Totally unladylike doing that in my skirt*> and nearly triggered the double wired up fence while taking the photos. Not entirely keen to be spending the day in the police lockup, I snapped my pictures and ran back to the car...phew!!Onward to the tallest Buddha statue in India. A standing giant in the middle of the lake - a boat is required to get you there. Well, I supposed you can swim but I won't suggest it unless you want to get muddy all over. For a 30Rs boat ride, I had the company of a very very brady college kids. This guy...gosh keep asking me to take a pic of him...for souvenier...I finally relented and took his pic <* Hhm...perhaps I may just broker him his first modelling job *>.
Not too happy when I got to the Buddha platform...the sun was behind him so every single pic I took of him came up black black and black. Arggh...and Mr. Friendly Guy was like 'Pic Mam You N me...souvenier'...I am like "Er...later...I let you know". By the time the boat attendant round us up for the trip back to shore, well apparently you are only allowed 10 minutes on the platform, my photos were still of Black Buddha so just before I hopped onto the boat, I took the back view of Black Buddha just to prove that he is not black. And nope I did not take a pic with Mr. Friendly Guy on the platform. God must be smilling on me by then cos he was kind enough on my trip back to give me a marvellous side view of Black Buddha :-).
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