Well it’s my last day in the office and to celebrate a power outage was scheduled. Interestingly it is only computers; office lights and air conditioning are still functioning. I am sure the laptop battery is good enough for one last blog entry. Nothing extraordinary happened yesterday except that I finally broke down and tried western food at the hotel for dinner. Not going to repeat that mistake again. I met the Chef and he is an Australian. Perhaps to geographic distance explains his lack of familiarity for the norms of Italian cuisine.
In one respect today is a very sad day. I am probably having my last cup of coffee at the Chennai office (the man who delivers it just left). I don’t know what I am going to do when I get to
If you are waiting for section of the blog that relates the picture to a fascinating story about Indian culture, it could be a long wait. It’s a tree. I thought it was pretty so I took a picture. Really, it’s no more complicated than that.
Well this is turning into a blog primarily about food, so I should mention lunch. Two of the senior people here took me out. After a short walk (including crossing on a river that is currently employed as an open sewer) we arrived at small hotel with a nice restaurant. After all the polite inquiries about how I was handling the spicy food an appetizer we ordered was too spicy for one of my lunch companions, but not for me. I felt I had upheld the honor of our country. Is there some sort of congressional medal for advancing eastern understanding of the American appetite for spicy food?
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