Next Stop: Crazytown

Wednesday March 21st, 2007 by Brian

I am standing in the Mumbai train reservation office at the head of the queue for tickets to Delhi on the overnight Rajdhani Express. The woman behind the counter is at least tri-lingual and runs her DOS-based reservation program as though she was playing 8-bit nintendo Track and Field (a legendary game where your speed is based on how fast you can pound the A-B button combo).

Just after two Afghanis cut in front of me, it was my turn and I have already paid but the computer system hung while trying to save my reservation. After two attempts, the lady left to announce on the mic that everything was stopped but the mic is broken too. …

“I’m disappointed in your writing because you haven’t been honest”

Monday March 19th, 2007 by Jennifer

This is what Brian said to me over dinner. And I guess he’s right because I haven’t been completely honest. Mostly because I don’t want people to think that I’m ungrateful for this wonderful opportunity, or that I’m a “princess.” But truthfully, I haven’t had the best time in South East Asia and actually made the decision to cut my trip short and go home. So here’s some honesty, a few things that I’m tired of:

-having to ask for a napkin or use toiletpaper as a napkin
-asking for the bill at every meal
-having dirty feet everyday because there are few sidewalks and more dirt than grass, in fact, there’s no grass here
-taking my shoes off before …

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