It's funny how time and distance change you, the roads you take don't always lead you home.
After a long, tear filled reorientation, it was decided we would go out for dinner and drinks for Katie and Valerie’s birthday. We had just learned that we were going to be emotional, difficult people (sorry mama) for the few months following our reentry into the US of A. So, we needed some time together to remember why we have all loved this crazy experience. And celebrate two birthdays. Killing two birds with one stone?
Anyway we went to Kibbeh in Begumpet for schwarma, hookah and cocktails. After scouring the city for Lindsay and Priya we finally arrived, for a nice “late” dinner. The valet thought we were crazy as 14 girls jumped out of our hired jeep-cab and we laughed leaving our clown car to fend for himself while we celebrated.
Kibbeh has a relaxed atmosphere with cushions and softer music so we could actually hear each other speak, a needed luxury for HYD. Kili was in charge of ordering food and we were greeted with plates on plates of hummus, tabouleh, schwarma, and truly not a single pita pocket went to waste. Our bellies and smiles full, we took to the dance floor to celebrate until closing, a late 11:30 due to HYD curfew–hashtag developing country problems.
It was a perfect evening with friends celebrating the end of Indian classes as we know them, welcoming in final exams and independent travels, and celebrating a successful trip around the sun for two of the best. In the next two weeks, we all jet off around the sub continent and beyond to find what else it has to offer us.