No Troubles Here...
11/27/08 07:04 AM
...yet, anyway.
In case you missed it, a well organized murder spree was a grand success last night in Mumbai, and is still going on.
Pretty wild, the Hotel that I was in, as well as a few others where the rich crackers stay, have been taken over by some well-organized goons with grenades and AK-47s. They are searching for anyone with a US or UK passport and killing them. The funny thing is, since today is a holiday, we probably would have been out last night at my fave ex-pat bar, which was grenaded and then assaulted with automatic weapons - before the other assaults started, so I would have probably been screwed either way. They have also blown up a few places around the airports and train stations.
The corrupt and under-trained and under-equipped and generally indifferent Maharashtra and Mumbai police are having a bit of a difficult time dealing with it all and people are still jumping out of hotel windows to avoid being tortured or burned to death. Death count going on 120...
Here in Chennai, it has been beautiful for the most part, but since it is our last day together and also a day off, Janet and I wanted to go to Kanchipuram, but the monsoon is being a bitch and the streets are flooded with raw sewage and life kind of sucks here right now. We are lowering our expectations and checking out our options for the day, but it looks pretty grim.
There are rumblings about pulling us all out of India, but I doubt that would happen and I would also be kind of peeved, since everything is happening in south Mumbai anyway. But knowing the incredible cowardice and lack of perspective of our government, they might just do it anyway... A turban can be a very scary thing, especially if you are a moron from Texas or a gap-toothed zombie from Alabama - and don’t even get me started on those DHS goons.
But I digress...
Janet flies out really late tonight (or really early tomorrow, if you prefer), to the land of the free and home of the brave. I fly to Kolkata tomorrow afternoon.
We plan on making something out of this sewage-filled last day here. We might just hop on a bus and see where it takes us. If we don’t die, I’ll write about it!
Happy Thanksgiving, at least I don’t have to eat turkey today. Man I hate turkey...
In case you missed it, a well organized murder spree was a grand success last night in Mumbai, and is still going on.
Pretty wild, the Hotel that I was in, as well as a few others where the rich crackers stay, have been taken over by some well-organized goons with grenades and AK-47s. They are searching for anyone with a US or UK passport and killing them. The funny thing is, since today is a holiday, we probably would have been out last night at my fave ex-pat bar, which was grenaded and then assaulted with automatic weapons - before the other assaults started, so I would have probably been screwed either way. They have also blown up a few places around the airports and train stations.
The corrupt and under-trained and under-equipped and generally indifferent Maharashtra and Mumbai police are having a bit of a difficult time dealing with it all and people are still jumping out of hotel windows to avoid being tortured or burned to death. Death count going on 120...
Here in Chennai, it has been beautiful for the most part, but since it is our last day together and also a day off, Janet and I wanted to go to Kanchipuram, but the monsoon is being a bitch and the streets are flooded with raw sewage and life kind of sucks here right now. We are lowering our expectations and checking out our options for the day, but it looks pretty grim.
There are rumblings about pulling us all out of India, but I doubt that would happen and I would also be kind of peeved, since everything is happening in south Mumbai anyway. But knowing the incredible cowardice and lack of perspective of our government, they might just do it anyway... A turban can be a very scary thing, especially if you are a moron from Texas or a gap-toothed zombie from Alabama - and don’t even get me started on those DHS goons.
But I digress...
Janet flies out really late tonight (or really early tomorrow, if you prefer), to the land of the free and home of the brave. I fly to Kolkata tomorrow afternoon.
We plan on making something out of this sewage-filled last day here. We might just hop on a bus and see where it takes us. If we don’t die, I’ll write about it!
Happy Thanksgiving, at least I don’t have to eat turkey today. Man I hate turkey...
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