Vodafone

So, I now have an India phone. Getting it was, of course, an adventure. The four of us went to get our phones together. Luckily, 5 minutes away at the market is a mobilestore. So, I chose the cheapest phone they had, nokia of course, which was about 35 dollars. Then we had to choose a sim card for our phone number and pay-as-you-go plan. The denmark girls just switched out the sim cards on their current phones.

We walked into the store, and there were at least 6 employees sitting at the desks, in a very, very small store. But for some reason, only one person could help us. This meant the process took about 2 hours. Before this though, we were told they needed our passports. On top of this, they needed passport photos for their files. Which meant we had to get the pictures taken. And wait half an hour until they were processed. By this time we'd been home twice to get passports and money, and wandered around the small market for an hour while waiting for the pictures to be processed. Why they needed pics I'll never know. Getting a mobile phone is as bad as going to the airport.

We then had to wait the 2 hours while they filled out forms and called numbers. Again, 6 people sitting doing nothing, only 1 man would help. We asked if another person could take care of another girl, since they all spoke the same amount of english. The answer was no. If Indian clients came in, they helped them. But they would only help one of them at a time as well. It was frustrating and crazy. And scattered, Steena went first and her phone ended up being activated last because EVERYTHING in India is chaotic and unorganized. So 5 hours after leaving to get phones, we returned home, not exactly triumphant, but with phones. Oh the disorganization.