Turkey. Kinder Eggs & NOIDA!

I have not posted in a while since I have not travelled in a very long time. It's been a month in Delhi and my Ladakh expedition looks jeopardized... So I am living vicariously through other travels and find joy in smaller things.

Mom and Dad recently came back from Turkey. I am happily richer by a set of Bvlgari after shave lotions, some Nivea body bath lather and a set of other assorted gels. (That coupled with Amit’s gift which was a cologne makes me think I MUST positively stink...). Anyway it’s their description of the cobbled streets of Turkey, walking through the rain, the European influence on living in the western most Asian outpost, the chain smoking, bakery owning Turks and hard working youngsters on the move that captured my imagination. It certainly puts Turkey on the list of countries to visit.

While the parents have been living it up I have been doing multiple rounds of NOIDA in Uttar Pradesh for a deal and actually for a family do that came up. Every trip is a 80+ km round trip so my love for driving notwithstanding the trips in this heat it can get a little gut busting. So imagine my sheer delight in finding a Kinder Egg at one of my refuelling stops last week.

I love Kinder Eggs. I’ve loved them since my grandmother bought some back for me from Hong Kong back in 1999 (yes that’s the last millennium). The whole joy of peeling off the chocolate egg, opening up the plastic shell and finding a toy inside is indescribable. And– they’ve evolved! So the last time I had a Kinder Egg (chucked the white chocolate and got at the toy) was at a fuel pump in Apsley in 2007. Then they were the old school variety described in the link above... now I got one like in the picture attached. Very smooth – the egg comes away in 2 parts. One part has the toy and the other has the chocolate in it. The ‘killer app’ (I have to bow to the jargon used by my industry) is the plastic spoon fastened onto one of the hollow egg shells to eat the chocolate. I do admit the man at the counter gave me the wierd once over – “aren’t you too old to be excited by a kinder egg” but hey it made my day. Twice over.

Work has been tight but the NOIDA seem to be worth it. Time will tell. I shall now get back to my day job and closing this week. It’s been a busy one. Hurrah to Kinder Eggs& Turkish coffee.

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