Friday 30 January 2009
As if one thing was not enough
I have also gone and ruined my Bvlgari sunglasses. Fecking Goa sand has scratched them to smitherenes.
Wednesday 28 January 2009
You want more?
Apparently blogging once a quarter is not acceptable. It makes for bad blog-ettiquette (blogquette?). Shall therefore make an attempt to be less offensive.
To sun up the last few months: It has been dark. It has been rainiy. It has been kind of like it always have been in the UK. Kind of depressing. And apparently we are in recession now. So what has there been to blog about?
Let's start with my India trip. Apart from David Swenson being the Ashtanga yoga god that he is, we did not have the best time. Not due to the hot, smelly, filthy country we vistited (India) but due to the dystentry we contracted. Twice. Not one round of, but two. TWO rounds of dysentry. Two rounds of jabs in the bum, two rounds of antibiotics. 3 doctor call-outs and 3 missed classes.
And M lost her suitcase on the way there. Becasue they had to put on on a different flight. Because we had not checked in on-line and the plane had something wrong with it and they had to get a smaller plane. So off to Dubai we were. To then connect to Hydrabad. To then connect to Goa. Will never, ever, ever not fly direct again. Could have taken 10 hours, instead it took over 24.
Got suitbase back about a week later though, that's some good news.
What else? Hmmm...my car is in the garage. My car is not working. Probably an expensive job. Think I might have to drink a bottle of wine as a result. Oh, need to figure out how to get home first. Bit tricky not having a car. One does not do public transport.
To sun up the last few months: It has been dark. It has been rainiy. It has been kind of like it always have been in the UK. Kind of depressing. And apparently we are in recession now. So what has there been to blog about?
Let's start with my India trip. Apart from David Swenson being the Ashtanga yoga god that he is, we did not have the best time. Not due to the hot, smelly, filthy country we vistited (India) but due to the dystentry we contracted. Twice. Not one round of, but two. TWO rounds of dysentry. Two rounds of jabs in the bum, two rounds of antibiotics. 3 doctor call-outs and 3 missed classes.
And M lost her suitcase on the way there. Becasue they had to put on on a different flight. Because we had not checked in on-line and the plane had something wrong with it and they had to get a smaller plane. So off to Dubai we were. To then connect to Hydrabad. To then connect to Goa. Will never, ever, ever not fly direct again. Could have taken 10 hours, instead it took over 24.
Got suitbase back about a week later though, that's some good news.
What else? Hmmm...my car is in the garage. My car is not working. Probably an expensive job. Think I might have to drink a bottle of wine as a result. Oh, need to figure out how to get home first. Bit tricky not having a car. One does not do public transport.
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