After arriving back to Dubai from Fiji/Australia I was in Dubai 2 weeks only to plan my trips to Delhi, India to and then from there straight to Derby, UK. Both trips of one week each and then I went back to Dubai for my last 2 weeks there.

As I have been posted in Dubai for 6 years I was up for re-assignment within WFP, an exercise which can make you very happy or very unhappy, for sure it will affect your life. The final agreeement was just done for my move while I stepped onboard the plane to India. It was agreed that I would take up a new posting in Rome at our Head Quarter and due to the project I would need to move within one month.

I just arrived in Rome last Sunday and quickly found an apartment about 800 meters away from Colosseum through one of my colleagues. I dropped my bags in the apartment and started work Monday morning. Then ofcourse Easter came up as I was back in Europe so I booked a seat on the last flights to head over to Copenhagen so I could get back to my parents to celebrate Easter. So here I am now on Easter Friday in Sweden. Something I have not even thought about doing for the last 6 years while being based in the middle east. Meanwhile my wife and son is still in Dubai 🙁

This is the typical life working with the most dynamic UN organisation there is. To work and keep moving like this is not possible unless you really have the passion for the work you do and have a family that will put up with the constant travels and moves that happen. It is always stressful on the family life.

Luckily for me, my wife met me while I was travelling like this already so it is probably harder on me than her as I dont want to miss the little new things our baby does every day of his life.

While handing over my duties in Delhi and saying goodbye to the 25 superb staff I was supervising there, Pawan, the supervisor for the offshored global ICT servicedesk that I had been asked to set up, offered to take me to Agra to see the Taj Mahal but also a place called Fatepu Sikri, this on my last day in India. Over the last one and a half year I have been in India for work numerous times but had actually never been outside the office or hotel to see any of the sites including Taj Mahal, yet it was only 3 hours drive from Delhi.

Pawan and his wife’s driver picked me up in the morning and we started the very interesting journey out to Agra. Even though we were driving on a proper highway with serious barriers between cars going in our direction and the others going back toward Delhi we had to be careful. It seemed like a national sport to go against the traffic also on a main highway. No one wanted to go an extra 200 meters to find the proper entry to the road so jsut go against traffic was the norm.

I think it took about 20 miniutes for both me and Pawan to figure out that our driver was not really of a higher caliber either. If he could speed up and hit the break just before hitting the guy infront he seemed happy and if there was no traffic for miles then he would slow down way below the speed limit, well that is if there was one as we never saw a sign.

After one hour Pawan swapped with the driver and I could finally release my foot from the imaginary brake I had been pushing. Telling me to remind him to tell his wife to fire the driver on our return.

McDonalds dont serve beef in India!
We stopped at several local places to get some coffee but neither of us thought that they looked very inviting so we continued until we saw a McDonalds. We ordered some coffee and I was just looking at the menu and to my surprise I did not see Big Mac. Hmm, but ofcourse no Big Mac.. That would have been an insult in a country were all cows are holy. I then remembered my first mission to India. We had been so busy going between potential offices that we had just stopped to get a quick snack and it happened to be a McDonalds. As I was busy in a telephone conference while driving I had just asked them to get me a bigmac. When the burger arrived I took a bite and it did not taste like what I had ordered. I did not think more of it at the time except that it seemed someone had not heard what I wanted. Now I was reading the menu on my last day in India and it just struck me how crazy it must have sounded the first time. Learning about the cultures we visit is a very interesting part as well as important part of what we need to do in our work.

Then I was thinking to myself, why on earth even put up an McDonalds in a country that dont even eat beef. There is so much good food with such a variety in India.

We continued our very interesting journey and first visited Fatepu Sikri.