Our home away from home

We have finally been allocated a room at the university and have begun to make the room our little sanctuary. Actually it is the second room we have been allocated. Upon arriving at the university on the 1^st we were given our initial room and at the sight of it I burst into tears. Perhaps it was the crippling Delhi Belly that had me so emotional but I just couldn’t see how I was going to settle in to this room in below 0 temperatures when there was a large a hole in the wall sending an icy breeze and plenty of smoke and insects rushing in. I could overlook the filthy walls, stained sheets and even the faeces on the toilet but it was way too cold to be sleeping in especially given that we were both ill.

Asking for a new room posed some issues. Despite all the rooms being seemingly empty the staff were at odds as to what to do with us. They suggested we go to a hotel and come back the following day when a new room would be ready. This procedure continued for the next four days as each day we were sent away while they tried to find an appropriate room. We began to feel as though we had set our expectations too high but finally on the fifth day our room was ready! The answer to the problem…a piece of cardboard stuck over the gaping hole, which apparently all the rooms contained.

Considering how long it took to organise the room we decided this one would be perfect! So much for challenging our pampered western ways, we were straight out the door and off to the shops to buy cleaning products and a few necessities. It is amazing how air freshener, clean sheets and a bath mat can lift turn a prison cell into a boudoir. Martha Stewart eat your heart out!