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Doors of Pondicherry
Doors are interesting objects.
Some are beautiful, ugly, decrepit, colorful, scary, enticing, useless, inviting, intriguing or so many other things.
There is a sense of curiosity and wonder that draws my attention to doors. What is on the other side? Can I go through? Will it be locked? Will I be stopped?
On my weekend visit to Pondicherry I took quite a number of pictures (perhaps too many) of the variety of doors in that city.
Come and walk the streets of Pondicherry with me.
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2 comments March 17, 2010
Crossing A Broken Bridge
Coming upon a bridge that hasn’t yet completed construction, it is not correct to think that you and your vehicle will have to find another bridge to cross or wait for construction to finish.
Just ride on down to the water’s edge and drive on to a one of these shallow boats made of woven plants, cloth and tar.
Add comment February 15, 2010
Maybe they couldn’t think of anything better to do
Or maybe it was just one of those days?
4 comments February 8, 2010
A land where tea and coffee come to you
I recently began work in Bangalore India and quickly came upon a workplace ritual that is common here in India.
Our company office is located in a five story building, housing maybe twenty other companies. It’s not a big building and I’d guess most of the offices here host no more than twenty employees. That’s just a little background to set the scene. (You can also see a pic of the office building if you check out my photo album – updated today!)
Every day, up to four times a day, there is a knock at the door and in walks a man with two baskets filled with six to eight large thermoses.
It’s a visit from a chai wallah who delivers tea and coffee in very small paper (or plastic) cups. Each cup holds around four to six ounces of your beverage of choice and costs about 4 rupees. So, you can get delicious hot tea delivered to you at your desk four times a day for a total of 16 rupees. (It’s approximately 45 rupees to the US dollar by the way.)
Of course, if you were to wander to any of the thousands of roadside chai wallahs you’d save a rupee or two per cup, but hey, there has to be some charge for the delivery service, right?
Add comment February 3, 2010
Juice Junction(s)
Whenever I want a nice grilled cheese sandwich, or perhaps a fresh squeezed juice, I stop by the “Juice Junction.” It’s only a couple hundred yards up the road from the Embrace office here in Bangalore.
But NO! I’ve got it all wrong. Despite all the recommendations from my colleagues and the seemingly simple directions (“Leave the office. Turn right. Walk up the street and it’s on your right.”), I was somehow WRONG!
As it turns out, that is because there is a second Juice Junction:
This apparently, is the good Juice Junction to go to.
Oddly, it’s only fifty feet away, in the same mall, in the same line of sight. Two restaurants of exactly the same name. Weird. This one is part of a chain and the other is an imitation.
I guess that brand defense is just not worth the effort here in India,
1 comment January 29, 2010
