You must be kidding.

On a positive note, I'm alive. Also on a positive note, I feel great. At present I'm cooking along with Anand, my driver for the week, headed from the airport in Mumbai to Pune (Poo-Nay). I feel like I'm on The Amazing Race!

Unfortunately, there's bad news: my chemodan seems to have wanted an extra day in Germania, and has remained behind. So... no clothes, bathroom stuff, shoes or chargers. Ug. I guess the upshot is that I'll get some new things, since, as Anand put it, clothes are Very Important. Lufthansa gave me 4,000 rupees ($90 USD) to say they're sorry, and to stop me from pressing charges. Now, if I could just manage to get some diarrhea, THEN we'd be talking.

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Mumbai is Bombay, like Finkel is Einhorn

After my lunch fit for Hitler himself (were he German), I swaggered to my Lufthansa flight to Mumbai. Although my tour of Germany was hardly complete, I did enjoy my little layover. I'd also just like to say that my malaria pills never tasted so sweet as when I washed them down with some German beer.

Now then, time to settle in for my 8 hour flight into India, and hopefully get some rest.

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... and lunch is served.

Chamoros. MMM. Sounds delicious.

Phase 1 (mainland Europe), complete

Turns out that 9:00am on German watches is midnight back home. Although I was a old-person sammich on my 10 hour flight, it wasn't all that bad. I'm really tired now though and after having spoken with a sleepy sweetie, I'm doing some fine dining (sausages w/ mustard, sour kraut, beer). My flight to Mumbai is in an hour so it'll be a dash back to the gate after my little pit stop.

Sorry mom and dad for not calling before I left, it was a race against some real obstacles. I'll gave a ring when I'm on the ground in India.

Bombay the hard way

Let's quickly get current - the past 8 months have been tough. Everyone close to me knows that my return to the blog represents a light at the end of the tunnel. Although it's certainly big news that I'm moving to Seattle, and that I'm approaching the end of my time at Symantec, the latest blog-worthy topic is my impending trip to India.

Sameer is eagerly rubbing his hands together, waiting for me to come and shop for gold jewelry with him. Also, I'm taking suggestions for wild activities that I can dare my driver to do. I've heard that traffic on the streets is awesome. I keep telling people at work that I'm going to rent a car and drive around - so far it's been unanimous: "Dude, bad idea."

Also, very quickly, Hot Fuzz is awesome!