Another day in India is almost over. On the ride to the office today the streets looked very foreign. I had the distinct feeling I had fallen into a scene from the movie ‘The Year of Living Dangerously.’ The collection of rickshaws and swarming motorcycles (and the occasional oxen) really made me feel like I wasn’t in Kansas anymore. Of course in the film the characters are beset with dangers, here I am merely beset with relentless courtesy and spicy food.
I am looking forward to this weekend. On Saturday and I going to visit some ancient temples (where else would a nice jewish boy like me be going on shabbas except temple). I actually brought a digital camera (borrowed from Joshua) but haven’t really used it yet.
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