Monday, October 1, 2012

Hilton is Awesome


The Hilton Garden Inn at Saket Citywalk is fabulous.  The hotel has a direct entrance into the DLF Mall, which is great for dining - you literally walk out your door of the hotel and into the mall with both a food court as well as some sit-down dining options. There are American chains like  TGIFridays and Hard Rock Cafe, but also a lot of other attractive sit down cafes and restaurants as well. Speaking of dining, the breakfast at the Hilton is unbelievably good.   (So between hormone injections and all the deliciousness, I have no doubt that I will have some extra “incentives” to hit the gym back home.)  In addition, there is a hop-on, hop-off city tour bus called HOHO with the mall / hotel as one of its stops. All of that and free wifi!!! I am very pleased, and grateful to those that recommended the hotel.

I am still adjusting my circadian clock, but I feel it is almost a losing battle. I have had so little sleep in the last 4 days. I tried to sleep on the plane, but the airline put me in the middle (UGH.) In fear of  getting dehydrated and doing an IVF cycle, I may have went a bit overboard on the water drinking. Needless to say, I didn’t want to climb over a stranger all night.  I asked the flight attendant if I could change seats - no problem, there are lots of empty aisle seats. So picture it:  (Me) - (empty seat) -  (smelly, incredibly limber gentleman). Before take-off, my "neighbor" decides to make a bed out of his seat and the empty one between us and puts his nasty, smelly feet all over me. He keeps pushing me with his feet in a similar way that my dog does when he wants the couch to himself. The flight attendant walks by and asks if I would like to move to a different seat before take off - Yes,  Yes,  Yes!  I move and he says thank you - whatever. The pleasantries are quite surprising considering he literally just kicked me out of the row.

So now the seating arrangement is: (Me) - (empty seat) - (very nice lady). She at least waits until I fall asleep before she tried to make a bed out of the two seats she claimed. I literally woke up with her smelly feet in my lap! The only  feet I would allow in my lap are my husband's size 13s, and every time I tried to fall asleep –  her feet appeared in my lap. Ah, the tales of economy class..... 

No worries, we arrived safe and sound so that is what really matters. At first, I was so excited to meet the doctor and see the clinic  that I could manage on a mere 3 hours of sleep.  Now I'm  determined to get on India time and I want to stay up, but for some reason I am still  sleeping intermittently for 3 hours at a time.  I walked around the mall a bit, and it is really nice. But when I realized I was talking to a mannequin and not the store clerk, I surrendered to my tiredness and went to lay down in my very comfy Hilton bed.  So be it  - if I am stuck on American time, at least I won't be the crazy person talking to mannequins.


  1. Namaste! And welcome to India. Sending you lots of positivity. Hope you are enjoying your stay. I'm not too far away if you have any questions. Feel free to stop by my blog or email me at katesulliva at gmail.

  2. haha At least the mannequin didn't respond. Then you'd have a real issue. Good luck getting adjusted!

  3. Just came across your blog and I really enjoyed catching up on your previous posts. I would love to follow your journey but can't figure out how to add you to my blog roll.
    Anyways, this is a very exciting journey you are embarking upon and I wish you the very best!

  4. All the best for your cycle Critty, just blame the hormones/injections for any conversations with mannequins :) it does funny stuff to us lol x