My favorite new thing to do is cheering "USA" over and over again when kids ask me where I am from. Apparently the combination of cheap t-shirts, sunglasses, being over 6 feet tall, and the lightest skin on the continent earns some celebrity status.
My new friend Himanshu, the skinniest man I have ever seen, really loves high-fiving and so is glad to have Americans around in the office. He also loves the movie Independence Day, which I own on VHS. Obviously we were friends from the first moment. Vishal, another awesome dude, is teaching me hindi, and we read bollywood magazines together and talk about bad American actors.
Last night we went to the Rifle Club, which is essentially a glorified country club. The pool is probably the most beautiful body of water I have ever seen. The only thing that held me back from jumping in fully clothed was the heat lightning in the air.
Yesterday during work I went with my boss, Mr. Johwer, to the Indian DMV. He diplomatically shmoozed his way into an office, avoiding a three hour queue in the heat. While my boss chatted up the military-dressed official, Emily and I were served chai tea. All of a sudden the shortest woman I have ever seen burst into the office and started talking to me. At first I thought she was young because she stood at around 4 feet tall, but from the lines on her face this woman was over 70! She was quickly ushered out of the office, but only after shaking our hands. This country holds interesting moments around every corner.
In other news, Obama clenched the Democratic nomination today. I have to say it has been a tremendous turnaround for the senator, who at the beginning of the primary race had to defend his mere four years of senatorial experience. However, I will be proud to promote all that he stands for this fall. Its truly interesting that Hillary is still able to maintain the spotlight (she said she may take a VP bid if offered). Honestly, I will be disappointed with Obama if he does not break from the Clintons this electoral year. If he is truly Change you can Beleive In, then thunderthighs should stay out of things.
And I'm not sure if anyone else agrees with me, but there are unlimited numbers of stray dogs that wander the streets. The thing is, if you take the time to look at them, they are all beautiful. I guess animal shelters fall low on the priority list here; I am sure Bono will be on it soon.
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My life. I attend Wesleyan University in Middletown, CT and am spending the summer of 2008 in Ahmedabad, India. My adventures, misfortunes, and ideas will be present henceforth.
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- Moby Dick
- The Ramayana
- The Story of My Experiments with Truth - MK Gandhi
- An Introduction to Islam
- the Elephant, the Tiger, and the Cellphone
My life. I attend Wesleyan University in Middletown, CT and am spending the summer of 2008 in Ahmedabad, India. My adventures, misfortunes, and ideas will be present henceforth.
3 comments:
Thunderthighs? Really? Disagreeing with a politician's views is one thing and there are plenty of respectful and even disrespectful ways to do it, but to call a female politician thunderthighs is nothing but completely, utterly, and blatantly sexist. Not only do I strongly doubt that you have any reason to know what her thighs do or do not look like, but even if they were worthy of that moniker that would have no effect on her abilities as a politician and thus have no place in this post.
Think about it.
note that the wanderlust king is a new yorker who supported the senator in her bid for election.
among those offended by this thoughtlessness are true allies at a time when unification is a necessity.
a great senator from a great state seeks to unite all of us behind a candidate of vision. May she continue to serve the nation well.
edit the post to replace the single word which flaws an otherwise wonderful and eagerly awaited blog.
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