I’ve got a whopping 4098 miles under my belt on this Continental flight with 2755 to go. It is a chilly -56 F outside, so I am glad they provide these cozy blankets on the plane. Speaking of the plane, it has made me really think about the interesting paradox I am in right now. I am sitting in business first class, and I have just about everything I could ever want at my disposal. Coffee – “Cream and Sugar with that?” Newspaper – New York Times, The Financial Times, The Times of India. Wine, beer, drinks, better food than most of the restaurants I usually eat at. And yet we’ve just picked up some speed to 604 mph, so my time in this luxurious comfort capsule is limited.Let me post a disclaimer here: I have misconceptions about India. I think anything that is unfamiliar can not possibly be understood until it is experienced. However, I think it is important for me to be honest and open with my thoughts and experiences during this journey. So I am not pulling any punches here. If some of this offends you, I apologize in advance as that was not at all my intent.
As a guy who doesn’t eat food the day after the “best if used by” date on the package, I am a bit worried about the quality and cleanliness of the food that I’ll have access to once we arrive in Mumbai. This skepticism was only bolstered today as I read the reviews of the Tunga Regency hotel on TripAdvisor.com. Are you kidding me? This sounds like I am walking into prison conditions and right now I am deciding whether to have brie or gouda on my assortment of fine crackers. Good thing I packed some backup comfort food in my bag!
And thus the paradox -- Do I gorge myself now and see how long it will last? Is it a good time to start pacing myself for a long journey of minimalistic consumption? I dunno, but that little cream cheesy salmon/tuna appetizer was awesome!
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