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Slithering Souvenirs

Paul off tomorrow so down to town for a tour with Tim and some souvenirs. As ever, beggar comes up laden with washing basket in one hand, small child in the other and slightly older child clinging to her leg. With no money forthcoming, she proffers the washing basket, takes the lid off and watches (while laughing?) as the three of us jumps five miles sideways as a large golden snake appears from said basket. Shudder. Back to office in afternoon, but no-one wants to work or even download mail. Paul treats us to TGI Fridays before he learns there is a 63% tax markup on imported alcohol. We do sub him a bit.

Posted on March 8, 2001   #India  

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