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There is a small, rectangular park I pass
on the way to work. A few paths dissect lush lawns (trespassing forbidden)
where various beautiful shrubbery and tree types bide their time. I have
discovered that if I cut through this park, I can take a quiet back alley that
runs parallel to the road I work on, which offers a much more peaceful walk
to/from work with cleaner air. During my third week I noticed that there is a
playing field adjacent to this park with ...
... it was crowded already but we got seats. As it wound down the small roads in a way only Indians in large vehicles have the bottle to do, my stomach started trying out for the international cement mixer championships. Oh god. I wasn't going to make it to Mapusa. I handed Tarrant my bag, fled to the front of the bus and asked to be let off, leaving Tarrant to fend for herself as the bus pulled away and I slumped on a wall, ...
... its door ajar streamed out beautiful music. The outside lights illuminated a vast patch of damp creeping up to the first floor, to the backdrop of trash and the sound of a pig rummaging for goodies in the gutter. But hearing past the trash and filth the music catches the ear as inside was a family offering a prayer in devotional song, sitting on the floor, chins raised to the ceiling, eyes closed singing with a few basic instruments setting the tempo and flow of the beautiful ...
... so it was worthwhile skipping the group tour to appreciate the little things.
The morning was a bit of a meander, heading down a street if it seemed the camera needed a workout. More by good luck than good management I tripped across the Church of Our Lady of Immaculate Conception. Its white exterior glistened in the sun. Dating from the 16th c, the zigzag staircase is a 19th c addition. Its interior was a bit underwhelming.
I walked as far as ...
... my parents to meet with them in Australia. It took me more time than I expected because tickets to Australia are generally very expensive, mainly because Lan and Qantas have the complete control over that route and set up prices sky high starting from USD 2,700 for a direct flight with Qantas in selected dates. What I finally had to do was to choose to fly all across the other side of the world to Kuala Lumpur with two layovers, in Sao Paulo and Dubai, before my parents end up in ...