Hello all, have been loafing around in the Bay Area these last few days. Did all the regualr touristy things ...well some of them at any rate.
India gave me a parting gift. I left with a 103 fever. It was fun. I was hoping they wouldn't pull me off the plane in Shanghai for having SARS or bird flu or whatever. The last place I want to be stuck in is China. Well anyhow apart from that minor interruption made it to SFO and have been having a blast here. Err no not that kind of blast...I'm not from Al Queda Please don't send me to Guantanamo Bay. I don't even like Cuba. I don't want to be Al Quaidi. Help! I don't want to sing Guantanamo mera to the tune of Guantanamera.
One of the many things that strike me about the US.
The Political correctness.--They call a spade a farmyard implement.
The Bay Area has some amazing cars. Especially posh places like pebble beach. I just stood and watched as 3 cars whizzed by
they were a Ferrari a Lamborghini and a strech Limo. My eyes popped out of their sockets. This led my uncle to remark "Put those eyes and tongue back in they fine you for littering here:"
more later
3 comments:
love the hyderabad blues blog.. your best story yet...
i am sure hyd will miss you more than you will miss her!
hehehe the minute you said Guantanamo bay, I had Guantanamera playing in my head and the next sentence i see it played in yours as well!
mazey karra, bolo.
why fever? full benga lera kya?
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