Why is Mike always making me travel ridiculous distances just to hang out with him? Let the 20 hours of flying (not including layovers) be a testament to just how far I'm willing to go!
See that lovely pink condo? That's home. And it's called "The Embassy", can you believe Mike didn't both to blog about that? It's actually massive, like a whole city block with really lush green grass, plants and trees throughout the courtyard. We have a yoga class every morning and veggie market twice a week just for the building. Outside its more like the other photo. If it were more socially acceptable I'd wear galoshes and a surgical mask as a prophylactic for pollution, red paan spit, dog poo and garbage:). A few more days and I won't even notice. I'll just smell the indescribable perfume of sweat, lime pickle, smoke and rose incense.
I'm discovering

Have you heard of eyebrow threading? It's starting to make it's way out of India. The other ends of those strings are in the stylists mouth. With a quick bob of the head she's ripping out your eyebrow hairs in some esthetically pleasing shape. It's not as painful as it sounds and makes for a fun afternoon adventure. Basically leaving the apartment is an adventure.
- S. Mangosteen
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