The Trials and Tribulations of life as a Heather

I got back from a lovely weekend in Goa this past weekend and had to make up for the half day I took on Friday so I went into the office on Sunday afternoon.  After about two hours of work, I decided that I needed some dinner, having not eaten since I had left Goa earlier that morning.

I decided to take a bike to building 8, about a 10 minute walk from my office in building 38. I got to Dominos Pizza, the only place open on the INFY campus on a weekend, and ordered myself a lovely cheese and BBQ chicken pizza.  After it was done cooking, I took the pizza and hopped on a bike to head back to building 38.

Indians, like the British, drive on the left side of the road.  This includes walking and biking as well. It took me about a week to adjust to this, but I managed.  So I was biking on the left side of the road and after turning, I saw a cab veering towards me - also on my side of the street (his right side of the road). I panicked, so I swerved right, as did he (his left).  He was about to hit me (maybe 5 meters away) when I swerved again and we missed each other.  I was too shaken up to start screaming at the guy.

I am not a natural bike rider, having barely ridden a bike since I was a kid.  So you can imagine my alarm as I tried to maneuver the bike away from the oncoming car. It turned out that the guy riding in the back of the cab, was another intern, Ostein, from Norway.