John's India Trip Blog
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Entry for April 22, 2007
The Zoo was good.  I was the only caucasian out of 2000 people.  I had a kid come up to me and want to shake my hand.  I had all these people coming up and saying hi and follow me around.  They were so amazed at my digital camera.  They wanted me to take pictures so they could see the pictures.  Strange.   There were lot's of different animals.  My favorite was the Wild Ass.  It was hotter than dog poop in a skillet.  I came back to my room and the floor was all wet.  My air conditioner leaks nightly.  The standing water made my room stink so bad, everytime Matt or I would walk in it would knock you off your feet.  But after a few minutes you would get used to it.  But if mold was growing it probably wasn't good for me.  So I moved rooms today.  I had to pack all my stuff and move.  Tragedy did strike though during the move.  I packed my snacks up and put them in my suit case.  The Captain Crunch with Crunch Berries spilled out all over everything.  I was mortified.  I cried for several hours.  I will be conducting a moment of silence for the crushed berries.  But now I have a room with a better view but I have to walk up more stairs to get there.  That sucks.  I'm so lazy I started taking the elevator to the second floor.  So I was laying on the beach this afternoon and the life guard slash concierge was not there he is at the same festival that has been going on for 3 days straight nonstop day and night.  It's getting old.  Constant bongo drums at 3am.  There was fireworks when I was eating dinner last night.  Scared me a little.  Thought Pakistan was invading.  In the life guards place, there was a security guard on the beach making sure people didn't go in the water.  Of course he got my towel and cleaned off my beach chair as an old lady was getting mugged.  He continued to talk to me "because I am his friend" as he told me.  He then asked me if I had any old shorts.  I was taken back by this.  What did he want with my old shorts.  Was he going to sniff them.  Wear them around so he could be just like me.  I didn't understand.  The question came out of nowhere.  I said no. I didn't pack many.  Anyway, I'm really bored.  Not doing much but laying around.  Have to work tomorrow at 5pm.  Talk to you soon.
2007-04-22 10:57:08 GMT
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