Amazing that it 's Wednesday evening already. I hardly remember earlier parts of the week.
Monday was training, then back to the hotel with Gautam. Gautam had flown to his family's home in Bangalore for the weekend, and his return flight was, basically, a red-eye. So he was pretty exhausted. He went up for a nap, and I ran out to do some errands (mostly shopping, of course, plus getting some more Strepsils - throat lozenges). I called Gautam later, and we had dinner together and both got an early night.
Tuesday, more training. Good stuff in training. But it was the evening that was special - I went to my friend Ashish Shah's home for dinner, seeing his son Aman again and meeting his wife Amisha (I hope I'm spelling it right). Ashish picked me up at the ThoughtWorks office around 7pm. I can't really tell you where we went, partially because I have no idea %^}, and mostly because Ashish and I talked the whole time!
They live in a lovely apartment across Pune from here. It was originally one apartment, then Ashish's father purchased them and combined them. It's quite spacious, with several bedrooms, a kitchen (larger than mine in Austin!), and more. I had time with Amisha while Ashish put Amar to bed, so was able to learn more about her and get to know her a bit.
Dinner was not until almost 11pm, after munching on corn balls for a while, as Ashish and I chatted. Ashish made several different fruit drinks for me that are made from concentrated syrup that is made from fresh fruit which is mashed, cooked, reduced, and sweetened. You pour it in a glass and add water. While that all sounds familiar, I had mango, guava, and cool coconut and they were all quite tasty.
Ashish drove me home after dinner, stopping at a pharmacy-like place (I don't know what to call them, but they're like small drug stores where you can get anything) to pick up some antibiotics for me. You see, my throat has still been a bit sore, and I've been coughing at night and not sleeping well. So Ashish recommended this antibiotic that his doctor gives him. I called my doctor's office (it was about 9pm here at the time, so 10:30am there) and left a message. Fortunately, Ashish has a California phone number (technical magic!), so my doctor's nurse was easily able to call me back and confirm that that particular antibiotic should be safe for me.
Ashish dropped me off around midnight, and I went to bed as quickly as I could.
This morning, I took my first of three doses of the antibiotic, and I'm hopeful that I'll get this cleared up before leaving on Friday evening.
Today was more training, plus we ordered in some Italian food for lunch. I admit it. I'm getting a bit overloaded on Indian food, and the break was quite pleasant.
The group was going out to some place that is a restaurant and rides and stuff - I was just too tired after last night - late night, coughing, sleeping poorly - so I begged off and came back to the hotel. I went out to do my last (really, my LAST) shopping, and will be going down to get some dinner shortly.
Then early to bed.
I'm really enjoying India, in spite of my sore throat.
Monday was training, then back to the hotel with Gautam. Gautam had flown to his family's home in Bangalore for the weekend, and his return flight was, basically, a red-eye. So he was pretty exhausted. He went up for a nap, and I ran out to do some errands (mostly shopping, of course, plus getting some more Strepsils - throat lozenges). I called Gautam later, and we had dinner together and both got an early night.
Tuesday, more training. Good stuff in training. But it was the evening that was special - I went to my friend Ashish Shah's home for dinner, seeing his son Aman again and meeting his wife Amisha (I hope I'm spelling it right). Ashish picked me up at the ThoughtWorks office around 7pm. I can't really tell you where we went, partially because I have no idea %^}, and mostly because Ashish and I talked the whole time!
They live in a lovely apartment across Pune from here. It was originally one apartment, then Ashish's father purchased them and combined them. It's quite spacious, with several bedrooms, a kitchen (larger than mine in Austin!), and more. I had time with Amisha while Ashish put Amar to bed, so was able to learn more about her and get to know her a bit.
Dinner was not until almost 11pm, after munching on corn balls for a while, as Ashish and I chatted. Ashish made several different fruit drinks for me that are made from concentrated syrup that is made from fresh fruit which is mashed, cooked, reduced, and sweetened. You pour it in a glass and add water. While that all sounds familiar, I had mango, guava, and cool coconut and they were all quite tasty.
Ashish drove me home after dinner, stopping at a pharmacy-like place (I don't know what to call them, but they're like small drug stores where you can get anything) to pick up some antibiotics for me. You see, my throat has still been a bit sore, and I've been coughing at night and not sleeping well. So Ashish recommended this antibiotic that his doctor gives him. I called my doctor's office (it was about 9pm here at the time, so 10:30am there) and left a message. Fortunately, Ashish has a California phone number (technical magic!), so my doctor's nurse was easily able to call me back and confirm that that particular antibiotic should be safe for me.
Ashish dropped me off around midnight, and I went to bed as quickly as I could.
This morning, I took my first of three doses of the antibiotic, and I'm hopeful that I'll get this cleared up before leaving on Friday evening.
Today was more training, plus we ordered in some Italian food for lunch. I admit it. I'm getting a bit overloaded on Indian food, and the break was quite pleasant.
The group was going out to some place that is a restaurant and rides and stuff - I was just too tired after last night - late night, coughing, sleeping poorly - so I begged off and came back to the hotel. I went out to do my last (really, my LAST) shopping, and will be going down to get some dinner shortly.
Then early to bed.
I'm really enjoying India, in spite of my sore throat.
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