And everyday's been a new experience.
I am happy to report though that Mac's in India tastes the same, with very slight differences, such as thicker, saltier fries and fresher looking chicken patty for the McChicken. No McNuggets here, no beef (obviously), and Apple Pie is some Pizza Veg Delight or what-not.
We have also moved out of horrid Hotel BB Palace with the router that works but no internet, hot water that you must call reception for, a male receptionist (everything is done by men here mostly, even womenswear) who is the most agreeable person you'll ever meet but has no idea what you're going on about, screaming pedestrains, human-sounding pigeons and inaccessible location.
And we've moved into the center of a bazaar. With plenty of bagpackers. So seeing ang mohs is actually a welcome sight. I am very glad to have been born in Singapore for several reasons, lessons learnt only after being here and seeing how life is like without chocolate and peanuts readily available for me any time of the day, and several other reasons, too many to recount for you this night.
I am in an Internet Cafe now beside Leigh who just laughed to herself whilst talking to someone on MSN. I have not accessed the Internet for about 3 days now, and it feels really really strange. I'm a bloody mess of a human being.
So we went to the Taj Mahal and Agra Fort, today we visited the Lotus Temple (Bahai Temple), and then headed to Khan Market and the Tibetan Market. Khan Market is like their version of a Holland V. I was very happy that I could walk without being bumped around so much and worrying for my wallet. And I've never been ever - wait, the ang moh dude just said his comp is "completely riddled with spyware" - fuck. I'm going to log off now and not use anything else.
Maybe a little bit of MSN.
Call me if you have to: +919727472837
Bye Bye,
Erwin Nah
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