Tag Archives: India

The international language of screaming

No no, not me, not yet, I am still cool as a cucumber, enjoying every minute of this amazing country. But I still don’t have a phone. It was supposed to take 2-3 days.  It’s been 14 days.  It was … Continue reading

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Two bicycles and a pooja

Yeah, we bought bikes.  Cycles as they say here.  A pink one with a front basket for me, and a yellow one with gears for him.  We are giddy!  We refused to go to Decathlon, a French sports equipment store … Continue reading

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Immigrants and cookies

Up at 6:30 to be at the immigration office at 7:45.  It’s called the Foreign Regional Registration Office or FRRO for short.  It takes at least an hour to drive to downtown Bangalore but if you leave early you can … Continue reading

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Since we don’t have a house yet, we are living in a hotel for about a month.  On one side of our hotel room, we see this: Not bad if you’re on vacation, but honestly, blahhh…  However, on the other … Continue reading

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It’s a pretty sweet feeling when a woman at the store doesn’t believe you have only been in the country for 5 days but thinks you have already spent 2 years here!  It warmed my heart.  And that was necessary … Continue reading

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Day two: we crashed a wedding

We really didn’t mean to!  I wanted to go to a Catholic church, not because it’s Sunday and I wanted to go to mass, but because my mother passed away two months ago, and you can’t erase the effects of … Continue reading

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Country of residence? India

We made it.  All of us.  And all four of us seem happy. At the hotel this morning: “Could we bring plates to our room to put the cat food please? Sure, no problem Madam.”  They come back a few … Continue reading

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I wasn’t born in ’05

We are almost there.  The countdown has started.  Suitcases are getting packed.  Lists are made.  The grieving continues.  Documents are scanned, signed and FedExed.  Cars are sold.  Hopefully, so will the condo in the next few days. We are encountering … Continue reading

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I wish we were the Clampetts

The Clampetts were lucky.  They struck gold, packed everything on a wagon, and headed West.  I am not envious of the black gold – Texas tea (much), nor the West, but the part about throwing everything they own on the … Continue reading

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She didn’t like India

She didn’t like crowds, noise, dust, kids, filth, anything disorganized, so how could she have liked India? But she was so happy that we are moving there.  She was so proud of E.’s job opportunity.  She was with us when … Continue reading

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