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I do not understand why Google Maps can never give me proper directions from my house in Texas to the Houston Museum of Natural History (it doesn’t understand traffic around Hermann Circle), but can find anything in rural India.  We … Continue reading →

Posted on June 2, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | Leave a comment

Another trip to France, another funeral. My grandmother passed away while I was there. I avoided some of the scorching heat of May by going back home for business. Summers here are hot as hell. There, I said it: hot … Continue reading →

Posted on May 25, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 1 Comment

Six months and a guest post

Posted on April 19, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo

Six months ago today, we landed, not on the Moon, but in India, which is about the same for an American!  We were in completely unchartered territory, but with the help of some amazing people, first at the Taj Vivanta … Continue reading →

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All fun and games, it’s not.  We sometimes feel like we were parachuted here with a basic survival kit (a roof over our head) but not much beyond that.  We are not here on vacation, E. has a job to … Continue reading →

Posted on March 24, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | 2 Comments

I tolerate the Vespa a bit more than a month ago.  It’s a nifty tool to visit places that would otherwise be hard to reach.  It is easy to tell the driver “Take us to the Bangalore Palace” but it’s … Continue reading →

Posted on January 19, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo | Leave a comment

Fake it, just fake it

Posted on January 5, 2014 by Kitty Vindaloo

We spend most of our time not having a clue what we are doing. Would you like papdi chaat* or “something something” chaat?  Here, you have several options.  You can say papdi chaat because 1, you know what it is … Continue reading →

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A Vespa and Christmas lights

Posted on December 15, 2013 by Kitty Vindaloo

While I was gone… He got a Vespa.  I had left for two weeks knowing something was going to be bought “behind my back”, and I was right, we now have a shiny scooter standing next to the bicycles in … Continue reading →

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