Trip cancelled.

After all the bellyaching and headaching over packing, after last-minute cab bookings and hotel bookings because of not receiving trip plan or tickets until after the workday ended today... I'm not going! Because I don't want to.

The organizers just let things lie too late, and communicated too little, and assumed too much. My editor and I decided we didn't need to put up with it.

The last straw was being told at 7.30pm today that...
(a) I was to take a 7.30pm flight the next day to Delhi (westwards), so as to catch the midnight flight to Hong Kong (eastwards) --- bizarrely illogical but manageable; I even quickly asked for an earlier flight and set up a transit hotel review up north in the capital, getting me a power nap and a decent meal in the bargain
(b) I was to take an afternoon flight from Hong Kong to Mumbai (ie shooting far eastwards right over my hometown and half again the distance beyond!!), arrive past midnight and EITHER hang around the airport for 6 hours before I caught a flight back home next morning (don't even talk of the 'facilities' at Mumbai airport); OR, if that was too boring and in case I wasn't quite tired out, take the 2am flight to Delhi, northwards, and again take the morning flight back home from there, eastwards and southwards!!! --- I fear that was the last straw for me, the deal-breaker.

So none of the dressier WIWs I was looking forward to, nor a collage of outfit snapshots for future trips. Well, at least I got some epiphanies out of it (http://youlookfab.com/welookfa.....epiphanies)

And there will be that much less laundry next week!