After a full day of work I found some time to work around the neighborhood again before dinner, this time taking a different route around the park and into a different “sector”. Wednesday is apparently cow day around here, as I ran into more in my 45 minute stroll than I have the entire time I’ve been here.
Don’t eat that dirt, dude.
You lookin’ at my hump?
Why is this big white dude taking my picture?
Yeah, we’re eating trash. A cow gets hungry alright.
I also came across what appears to be the local convenience store, a cluster of small open shops selling everything from packaged snacks to eggs.
I finally came in contact with my first “street food” vendor as well, who was frying up some kind of meat in a big dish, and putting it into wraps. I was sorely tempted despite the prohibitions heaped on me by wife and co-worker. I am told that my weak American digestive system will not be able to handle it, but that I may acclimate in time. We’ll see.
Egg rolls in India? Can my stomach handle it?
I mentioned the smog in my first post, but failed to point out that it seems to “burn off” by the afternoon. Here is the haze in the morning:
And a much clearer view in the afternoon:
Dinner will be in the hotel tonight. Tragically we have to be present for a few meetings tonight (you know, in the morning back home), and we won’t have time to go anywhere too far for dinner. There is always tomorrow night.