48 Hour Summary.

  • Between Newark and Bangalore, I slept for a peaceful 16 hours, which has destroyed my sleeping patterns.
  • Hassled by customs for traveling with more laptops than underwear.
  • Shot in the face by the bidet in my bathroom.
  • Visited my office; learned and forgot many, many names.
  • Ate several Indian dishes, all of which were delightful, and also forgot what they were called.
  • Was led to the watering hole — of alcohol, and purchased several varieties of Kingfisher beer, and Signature whisky, all of which are rather tasty.
  • Indulged in Indian television (more to come on this).
  • Returned to my office; learned and forgot many, many names again.
  • Walked around the city, crossed MG Road during peak traffic and survived.
  • Bought a pack of cigarettes for less than $2.
So far, so good.