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June 3, 2009


I know we say it a lot but bloody hell its hot.  Today 47C, 117F.  Poor Moe is havig trouble with it, I just took them out for a pee and he had to sit in the middle of the drive to catch his breath, now he is laying directly in front of the air conditioner trying to cool down. Luckily I just had Rapid Air come and fix our A/C.  During the day I just take them down the drive, because the street is too busy, but when you get up to the gate and the locals see you, a large white woman with a very large dog and a strange looking smaller one, they stop dead in their tracks and stare, and then move to the other side of the road, its quite amusing.  The elevator man is terrified of Pump, he squeezes into the corner and looks out of the corner of his eye at her like she is about to pounce on him, I feel bad for him.

Moe has gotten his bronchitis back with a vengence, his coughing is horrendous, so we had to take him to the vet yesterday, all the same pills we would get in the U.S., same drug companies, but a quarter of the cost.  Always the first thing we have to find where ever we live, a Vet, with Moe’s chest problems they come to know us very well.

For the first time in my life yesterday I lied about where I am from.  I have always been very proud to tell people that I am Australian, but with the current issues with “Curry Bashing” in Australia and the stuff they are putting here in the media, saying that all Australians are racist, it is all over the news and the front page of all the newspapers, I was nervous.  It has never happened to me before and I was ashamed of myself when it came out of my mouth.

On Monday Chris and I made the executive decision that we had made a huge mistake coming and that we would give his company 24 hours to give us a straight answer on our accommodation problems or we would leave, go back to the US.  We had basically been screwed around for two weeks and we had had enough, they find it very difficult to give you a straight answer about anything.  So Chris wrote a strongly worded email to the big bosses executive assistant and also to the operations guy in Visa Aviation.  So we figured they would either be, bye, or fix it, depending on if they really wanted him here or not.  Tuesday bought around some changes.  We were finally told that they couldn’t get us into anything for another two weeks, nothing here is quick, so they emptied out the questhouse we are staying in so that it would just be us and the animals.  Its definitely better, but we would both much prefer to be in our own place., hopefully by the 14th we will be.  Of course there have been many other issues as well, we figured if we got this one sorted it might help with the rest.

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May 31, 2009

The new ritual, the 6am dog walk

Kolkata is a different creature early in the morning. The streets are quiet, the streets are clean and swept, they almost smell clean! And for some weird reason there are no parked cars anywhere, except the odd taxi with the driver asleep in it.

So at 6am we go for a walk now to beat the heat and the noise and hussle and bussle of the morning city life. The adventure starts with getting out of the guest house. The houseman Salim, sleeps on the floor of the living room at night, the poor guy works almost 24/7 slaving away for his guests, and last night he was serving a new checkin dinner at 12am! So we have to slip past him, and get the spare key to let ourselves out.

This is Salim slaving away in his hot, unairconditioned kitchen:

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In the foyer of the building and of the area on the 9th floor in front of the elevator they have the most strangest looking fire extinguishers!

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God only knows how you work the thing!

So we get the elevator by ourselves, which is nice as the elevator men don’t like dogs, one of them rants and raves in Bengali until he finally gets out and lets us use his mighty elevator by ourselves… its automatic but still its dangerous without a operator in it apparently!

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Moe waiting for the elevator

The streets are relatively quiet, this is Middleton Street:

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The street is nice at this time of day, the guards of the buildings come out to look and stare, one of them already knows Moe’s name and calls him over. One guy surprises me and asks in perfect queens english if Moe is a American Cocker Spaniel! I of course say yes, but they normally are a bit skinnier!

This is Vardaan market , by day and night there are food hawkers outside it, selling everything, and inside its a airconditioned market mainly with clothing in it, and supringsly a store 6ft square that sells pet food and supplies.

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The street we are in is a mish mash of old and new, at one end of the street is a old decripit mansion . People still live in it, although I dont think the wiring or plumbing is really up to code!

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You see some strange things, like this , your morning coconut delivery boy!

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Newspapers arent sold here during the day it seems, on sunday there are boys selling them on the street but I dont see them during the week. During the weekdays they are delivered by people on bikes, and it seems they do only 2 buildings each as its funny to watch the team of them ride down the street and slowly peel off one to a building.

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There are some shop open at this time, like if you want breakfast, you come here to Indias version of a drive in Restuarant, that literally is a hole in the wall!

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But first watch out for the cables that may strangle you or electrocute you !

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It really is just like the email that floats around with pics of the wires in the streets here in India that states ‘ and we wonder how they operate the call centers of the world. ‘

May 30, 2009

A day of collection

Today I spent the day doing not much in the office, sitting talking, walking then left to get the dogs in the suburb of Tollygunge. Here is the day I had in pictures:


This is the office


The desk I sit at is covered in paper

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In a mighty amby cab to get the dogs

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Where they crash or stop they stay as the case is with this bus

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Autoriskshaw mister

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The main street of Tollygunge, there was once trams here

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A door that could tell some amazing stories

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Pumpkin in the back of the Tata 1950’s ambulance we came back in

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Moe in the front of the ambulance

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Notice there are NO windscreen wipers! and its pouring….