Archive for October 31st, 2008

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Down our street

October 31, 2008

It was 77F when we left the apartment this morning. We thought we’d take a little walk before it got too hot.

This is the police station just down the street from our apartment building.
The rapid transit train will make its transition from being an elevated train to a subway here. You can see the support columns getting progressively shorter.

Notice the men in the picture above. Two of the men on the right are wearing lungi (or dhoti) instead of pants. This is basically a single piece of cloth about 5 yds long that is wrapped around and knotted at the waist. The man on the left is apparently African and wearing a caftan type garment.
In the picture above, our apartment building is just above the head of the guy in the foreground.

I attempted to get this hotel that is under construction in one shot, but it was impossible. And, yes that is a plane flying over it. We frequently see planes flying in for a landing, but there isn’t a noise issue.

This amazes me. They have brought in this large metal platform and will be attaching the concrete sections that will connect the columns and support the train track soon.

Yes, that is the same plane as in the previous photo.
This is the path we take on a daily basis to go to and from our apartment. On the left is the train construction and on the right is a new building being built. This particular building is slow going up and is being done the hard way. Probably not as well funded as most construction projects are.
The black spot way in front of Paul is a stray cat. We both carry a small bag of cat food with us so that we can give a little treat to the stray cats we encounter. He was a cutey. Very lean, but looked healthy. He had a hard time choosing between being petted and eating the food we gave him.
He broke my heart by following us and meowing pitiously. The cats here are very long legged, have big ears and very long tails. They have very little fur due to the heat. Every cat I’ve met so far has had an incredibly loud voice.

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Taxi fun

October 31, 2008

Last Tuesday night we had another fun taxi experience. This time is wasn’t because it was difficult to get a taxi, although it was. We did finally get a taxi. We told the driver where we wanted to go. He said he was new and asked if we knew how to get there. He asked us where we were from. We told him United States of America. He grinned very big and said “US Amrika?!” We said, yes. He was apparently really pleased and kept grinning and laughing. Paul asked him where he was from. He told us Pakistan. He said – “President Bush…good…no good?” You probably know what our answer to that was. He told us Benazir Bhutto was good. He asked all kinds of other questions — was our whole family here? was I Paul’s wife? did we have children? would Barack Obama be a good president? etc.

We could tell he was a new taxi driver because he hadn’t learned the bad habits, yet. He only honked at another driver once. He was cautious and polite when changing lanes. He didn’t tailgate the car in front of him. He’ll learn eventually.