This leg of my journey wasn't without its share of of problems either. The biggest problem: Spicejet charged me at Rs. 80 a kg for all my baggage in excess of 25kg, which drove my travel price really high!
The second biggest problem: The diplomat who sat beside me on the flight scratched his groin non-stop throughout the flight.
Vizag airport can hardly be called an airport. It's a small, rough, almost single-room affair with one tiny baggage carousel. The access roads are rough, even kaccha in some places. The last time I was here (September 2007) there was no public phone booth (perhaps a function of the ubiquity of cell phones?). The biggest improvement this time around is the presence of a pre-paid taxi service. I'm sure I'm overpaying, but I'd rather not haggle with the heavily unionized taxiwallas outside. They're very aware of the power of collective bargaining; there's only one guy who discusses the price with you.
Last year, I found a call taxi who had dropped off a fare and was about to return empty; he agreed to take me to our place in Vizag for a song. But the taxi union guys surrounded him and refused to let him leave the airport while I was around!
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