toothless

after dinner i went after the bits of fried chicken stuck between my teeth with a toothpick. though i was by no means picking agressively, an entire tooth popped out of my mouth. or most of one.

time to visit a dentist.

i've added a few pictures

to some of the posts below. scroll down.

why do i get sick so often?

two problems currently:
1) another cold
2) you know that problem EVERY traveler to india is supposed to have? well, i have the OPPOSITE problem. that's all i'm going to say about that.

waitress

i was sitting in a cafe the other day. having just placed my order with the incompetent waitress, i sat ignoring B and V's blather while something gnawed at the edge of my consciousness. after 10 minutes, i realized what it was. a waitress. we had a waitress! everywhere you go in india, you are served exclusively by men, but here, now, was an actual waitress. you do see women working in banks and offices, but never in the service industry. until now. times they are a-changin'. too bad she was terrible at her job.