And on the seventh day

I hit the hay 9'ish on Saturday evening, determined this would be catch-up sleep night. I did pretty good, sleeping close to 8 hours or so until about 6:15am. I was up quickly to catch the Sens against the Habs in Montreal. I was not disappointed by a shootout victory engineered by none other than number 11.

I headed down for borefast about 9am then prepared for a trek. I left the hotel and turned left on the busy street, and walked for about one hour. I was not too impressed with what I saw, except the street scenes were as expected in this town. I stopped at a medical supply store and tried to acquire some lip balm. That did not go well. Eventually I got bored and hopped a rickshaw to none other than Charminar. I walked around there for some time and even bought an apple. That was exciting. I went through my bag looking for the water I had packed so I could wash the fruit. No find ... I bought some from a small store and the owner said "60". I was not sure if he meant "60" or "16" so went to hand him a 100 rupee note. He pointed at the 10's in my hand at which point it was obvious he meant 16. An honest fellow. Then came my second rickshaw ride back to Katriya. I sat in the lobby for quite a while and uploaded more pix to Facebook.

I came back up and a while after my return the housekeeping crew showed up and I do mean crew ... two attendees, one supervisor, one suited attendant, two guys who are usually hanging around in the lobby, and the assistant manager. I asked for extra you-know-what and they obliged. I napped for a bit then headed out to Chef Iman's steak house for dinner. The driver wanted 500 rupee and we ended up at 150. The ride was uneventful and after our final u-turn, the establishment appeared on the left. Rudimentary is not the word ... it was CLASSIC. A young boy no older than 12 served me and he hovered at the table while I chose. The menu said everything came with vegetables, garlic bread, and a beverage. Scratch the first and last. Two other young boys appeared and after 15 minutes, my meal.

It was nice and rivaled most steaks I have had in other locales. It was no Zebra Grille from Addis but it was more than fine. I walked a bit the hopped a rickshaw. I learned something about rickshaws again tonight ... always carry small bills as I gave the chauffeur 200 for a 150 fare and got 30 back :) I guess that's a form of self-tipping.