23 May 2006

Cows in the street

India continues to be a frenetic and interesting place.  On my way to work every morning I pass the cows browsing in the trash on the side of the road.  We narrowly avoid being pummeled by lorries and cabs, and pass the bicycles and pedestrians with just a hairs breadth of room.  I have tremendous respect for anyone who can drive in this city; our driver is amazing!

Last night was a small moment of downtime (at about 10pm, mind you) where I was able to enjoy some quiet conversation in nice restaurant watching the skyline across the lake.  In the day time it looks pretty swampy and you can't miss the shanty-towns, garbage, and chaos.  But at night, the skyline looks peaceful and pretty.  It reminded me a little of dinner at Salty's on Alki.

Though tired I am, the luxurious opulence that is my life at home is missed. Sometimes as a stink in my nostrils, other times with sadness and longing.  Disparity is a constant friend.

Oddly enough, I don't mind the food.  Perhaps maturity is upon me at last?  Say it isn't so.

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