Well, I'm back in America. My last few days in India were, quite frankly, insane.
Wednesday, I turned my 28 page project and 25 minute CD into ACM in a hard copy. Thursday, I was supposed to e-mail a copy to Chicago. That didn't happen because Thursday, the internet workers of India went on strike. Good timing.
Thursday, Sarah Pinkham came over to my house for dinner and a sleepover. She now understands exactly how much I am expected to eat.
Friday, the internet workers were still on strike.
Saturday... well. Saturday was a trip. Literally. I had to take a taxi four hours from Pune to Mumbai. On the way there, there were monkeys on the highway, so traffic was delayed a bit. When we got to Mumbai, the taxi dropped me off at the airport ACM directed them. That would have been a lot more helpful if ACM had directed them to the one I needed to be at. I had to check in at five. At 4:45, I got dropped at the airport 20 minutes across Mumbai. So how did I get there? It involved a $20 police bribe. It's just not India until you actively participate in the corruption. Don't worry, though. The rickshaw walla was nice enough to stop at the ATM so I could get money.
I flew from Mumbai to Delhi and Delhi to Chicago. My first flight was delayed an hour which made me have to sprint through the Delhi airport. Let's just say that that definitely is NOT when you want to hear the words "this is her. security check!" coming from an security agent. I am apparently a "her" that requires special security on airlines. I got pulled aside by agents and questioned about whether or not I was bringing anything detrimental to the flight onto the plane.
Once I was on the plane in Delhi, I sat by the guy who films Amazing Race. He drank a lot and talked more. It was a long 16 hour flight. We flew over the north pole and Siberia. I slept for about ten hours of the flight. And then I was back in America, Chicago with 5 inches of fluffy white snow.
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