Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Sometimes You Just Need a Burger

After work, Mike and I braved downtown and the massive crowds of Laximi Road. Laximi is the place you go in Pune if you want to score a deal. Dozens upon dozens of shops serving hundreds and hundreds of pedestrians, cars, scooters, you name it.

As we walked down the street, dodging people all the way, the smell of the air would change every 30 feet. Tons of little stands selling all manner of food, both appetizing and not. As my stomach was already a little queasy from the change in diet, this did not help.

But we pressed on! Mike was on a quest to get some very nice authentic Indian wear, and found a top that actually fit his massive frame. But the pants were comically small. He couldn't even fit his calves through the thigh part of them. Not to be deterred, he arranged for some custom tailoring with translation help from our trust driver Minoj. We would have been so lost without his guidance.

We picked up a few more gifts for the folks back home, before calling it a night. All of this trip has been a bit overwhelming. Back at the hotel, our minds agreed - just too much India! We needed a taste of home, and found that our hotel would gladly serve us a burger and fries.  It was just what the doctor ordered. And pretty tasty for a culture who does not eat beef.

All in all, a successful day.

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