IPL

Monday, April 12th, 2010

I love the IPL. It's taken time away from so many other things I need to do and think about right now, but it's been a wonderful escape. There are only two weeks left, and I'm looking forward to enjoying more moments like this one in the match two days ...

IPL Cricket

Tuesday, May 5th, 2009

While I was in India, I became infatuated with a little game called cricket. Cricket has a lot of bad connotations. The word itself produces a disdainful look in most Americans, a roll of the eyes, an almost irrepressible shiver. Most people know cricket as the game that lasts forever: ...

Thought

Saturday, April 25th, 2009

The one that kept racing through my head at one in the morning, as I hovered over the toilet , was this: I spent four weeks in India and what finally gets me sick is quiche from Citarella. Ah, Cafe Coffee Day. How I miss your Solar Eclipse.

Old Delhi Market

Monday, April 13th, 2009

I've been working on this for two weeks. Enjoy.

Xylo

Monday, April 6th, 2009

I miss this ad from Indian television, for the Mahindra Xylo. Onboard dining? Does your sedan have it?

Dream

Sunday, April 5th, 2009

I woke this morning at 4am. Jetlag sucks. After a harrowing afternoon of driving home from Connecticut (retrieving the cats from the in-laws) and then going shopping and returning the car, I finally laid down for what I thought would be a little nap. I slept for almost three hours ...

Getting reacquainted

Saturday, April 4th, 2009

I woke at 4am today, wrote a little in my journal, drank some water. I wasn't wide awake, though, not completely alert, which is what I expected. It's evening in Bengaluru, a little after seven PM. I'd be heading out for dinner somewhere now, maybe climbing in a rickshaw, covering ...

Home

Friday, April 3rd, 2009

28 hours after leaving the MFR, we arrive home. Tired and ready for sleep. Unfortunately, our MASC PeRG dwindled to two in the final day, as DrJ's flight was diverted to Montreal because of weather in New York. He doesn't know if he'll make it back tonight or not. His ...

Saying Goodbye

Thursday, April 2nd, 2009

We sit on the roof, smell of burning plastic in the air. The sun is intense, bright rays toasting our white feet. A light breeze blows across the peppers drying on a stained blue tarp. Across the street, behind the cinder-block, electrified barbed-wire fence, earth movers tear out trees and ...

Penultimate

Tuesday, March 31st, 2009

I've been in India for four weeks, and it's hard for me not to wonder about all the great things in this country I didn't get to see. Varanasi, Jaipur, Calcutta, the beaches at Goa, the tea plantations in Assam, the tea plantations in Kerala, the tea plantations in Darjeeling. ...