Visiting the University

13th February

I decide to pick up my ID card from the University today. There is also some grocery shopping to be done. I don’t know what I intend buying but I guess this is what we do when we travel international. We shop for groceries. 

At the Pack-n-Save, Maya is armed with a list and we go separate ways. Eggs - $4 for a score. The Indian ever calculative judgemental brain starts working the math. That’s 10 rupees per egg. Not bad. That cigarette vendor under Kalpataru, that opportunist, sells for eight. We never buy from him. Pears are $4 a kg. Not the soap dumbo – the fruit. Not bad at all. Almost close to Takhsila prices. Mutton is $30 a kg and I figure it has the highest factor of 2.5 compared to Indian prices. Well, I pick up some fruits and a box of chocolate croissants. Maya asks me dump the fruits as she has already taken plenty and I should share those rather than spending my money. That’s another good gesture which I make a mental note off. She drops me at my Univ and I enter Massey for the first time.

Its clean, spacious, colonial style built. The office is large with predominantly green décor. I visit the business school, enter the computer lab and try to access it without success, visit the library, the bar (yes, it has a bar called Ferguson!) and the gym. There are barely any students. Perhaps because its summer break. There are plenty of cafes. A meal would cost between $8-15. I spend some time in the library. But honestly, I find the gym most impressive!




















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