B-Day
Last night the Dutch girl disappeared after one night, I later found out she could not cope with the area, I cannot understand why?
I did however think something bad might have happened to her, for my mind was active following the visit I had from the Police at 2am. I was woken up to find 5 of them at my door.
I was asked all kinds of questions before they took my details and said good night, bizarrely one even said "sweet-dreams".
The next morning I found it was routine police enquires looking for extremists. They have the government encouraged fear as bad as we do.
MORE IMPORTANTLY: Today is a day to rejoice, for two reasons. Firstly, I left Bombay behind. One week in this city is enough to test anyones sanity. I would though recommend a visit just for the pure experience. Where else could you see a goat give birth in the street, see a man with all over body lipomas (like perfect golf balls under his skin, all over including arms, chest and face) and meet Davros king of the Darleks?
Secondly, it is a special day for a major mile stone has been achieved. Today I passed my first "solid".
Admittedly only really the contents of a funsize packet of malteesers, but still you can not climb a mountain in a day.
I said goodbye to Dr Farok Master and his clinic and made my way to the "Gateway of India" on the coast for my 1st sightseeing experience.
Then met a new English friend, Daniel in a bar. Fresh off the boat he asked if I was English then asked if I would sit and talk to him. He is a bit of a toff and feaked out by Bombay. I gave him all my wealth of advice, especially the bit my dad told me about.
" no man has ever gone to India and returned with the same pair of shoes"
We arranged to meet the same evening when I also met Jim again and 2 more Englanders. One had a shocking case of conjunctivitis, where his eyes looked like he'd been in a boxing match, it spread from his left to his right as we sat drinking. That will teach him to rub his eyes with his left hand.
We had a good laugh and quite a few beers, after all I did not have to work the next day I was to fly to Bangalore.
A 1hr and 20mins after taking off I arrived in Bangalore. Dr Mahesh greeted me with a warm smile.
I soon came to realize that not all India is like Bombay. Bangalores' climate is perfect, warm and not humid and sticky. There were not hundreds of beggars outside the airport. I did not see any slums. It is all together a different place, a utopia compared to the hussle and bussle of Mumbai.
We drove for a hr to a town outside the centre (similar traffic rules apply so lots of horn beeping).
I have my own small private flat here on top of the roof above his home and clinic. Totally different.
I have just been fed, watered introduced to the family and will soon settle down for a good nights sleep without the smell of rotting bits outside my window.
This is what it was like each night outside my room in Mumbai.
http://s103.photobucket.com/albums/m128/craigtalbot72/videos/?action=view¤t=mumbai_street.flv
Tomorrow is a day off, which is great for it's Dr Maheshs sons 4th birthday. I just helped him build a train track for his new toy train.
Tomorrow I think I will go explore the local town and maybe try and get a pike-as-you-go mobile phone.
I did however think something bad might have happened to her, for my mind was active following the visit I had from the Police at 2am. I was woken up to find 5 of them at my door.
I was asked all kinds of questions before they took my details and said good night, bizarrely one even said "sweet-dreams".
The next morning I found it was routine police enquires looking for extremists. They have the government encouraged fear as bad as we do.
MORE IMPORTANTLY: Today is a day to rejoice, for two reasons. Firstly, I left Bombay behind. One week in this city is enough to test anyones sanity. I would though recommend a visit just for the pure experience. Where else could you see a goat give birth in the street, see a man with all over body lipomas (like perfect golf balls under his skin, all over including arms, chest and face) and meet Davros king of the Darleks?
Secondly, it is a special day for a major mile stone has been achieved. Today I passed my first "solid".
Admittedly only really the contents of a funsize packet of malteesers, but still you can not climb a mountain in a day.
I said goodbye to Dr Farok Master and his clinic and made my way to the "Gateway of India" on the coast for my 1st sightseeing experience.
Then met a new English friend, Daniel in a bar. Fresh off the boat he asked if I was English then asked if I would sit and talk to him. He is a bit of a toff and feaked out by Bombay. I gave him all my wealth of advice, especially the bit my dad told me about.
" no man has ever gone to India and returned with the same pair of shoes"
We arranged to meet the same evening when I also met Jim again and 2 more Englanders. One had a shocking case of conjunctivitis, where his eyes looked like he'd been in a boxing match, it spread from his left to his right as we sat drinking. That will teach him to rub his eyes with his left hand.
We had a good laugh and quite a few beers, after all I did not have to work the next day I was to fly to Bangalore.
A 1hr and 20mins after taking off I arrived in Bangalore. Dr Mahesh greeted me with a warm smile.
I soon came to realize that not all India is like Bombay. Bangalores' climate is perfect, warm and not humid and sticky. There were not hundreds of beggars outside the airport. I did not see any slums. It is all together a different place, a utopia compared to the hussle and bussle of Mumbai.
We drove for a hr to a town outside the centre (similar traffic rules apply so lots of horn beeping).
I have my own small private flat here on top of the roof above his home and clinic. Totally different.
I have just been fed, watered introduced to the family and will soon settle down for a good nights sleep without the smell of rotting bits outside my window.
This is what it was like each night outside my room in Mumbai.
http://s103.photobucket.com/albums/m128/craigtalbot72/videos/?action=view¤t=mumbai_street.flv
Tomorrow is a day off, which is great for it's Dr Maheshs sons 4th birthday. I just helped him build a train track for his new toy train.
Tomorrow I think I will go explore the local town and maybe try and get a pike-as-you-go mobile phone.
posted by winkingring at 2:53 pm
1 Comments:
my previous comment seemed insensitive because of the great work you are doing great stuff but laughter helps you through it. We saw a lot of poverty in singapore and malaysia in the 60's but of course singapore is affluent now(achieved after the british left unfortunately) but Malaysia stil had some horrors last time a few years ago when we went back to visit the bungalow we lived in. people were great though so friendly
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