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... for something ... or offer something.
'I decided to be vague. 'Over there,' I pointed.
'Would you like to **** me,' she asked. I didn't expect that.
'No thank you,' I said.
'Why?' she enquired.
'Because your a man,' I said calmly.
She laughed and joined her mates her were standing right behind us. Interesting I thought.
There is a caste here in India that is specifically reserved for transgender/ cross dressing men. They are ...
Now, my main reason to come to India is for my good friend's wedding in Kerala, in the New Year. I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
Upon deciding I would fly out to India, there was the secondary benefit of presenting an ideal opportunity to update my Facebook profile picture, an ever-present concern for anyone who enjoys travelling to new places.
And so knowing that many dazzling, pensive, and downright jaw-dropping profile pictures were possible in ...
... much of the rest of India (it has the worlds most expensive apartment...), but also somewhere where accommodation that feels away from the unreal bustle seemed to be worth it. We stayed in the Fort area which ended up being the best spot. Close by were beautiful old British architecture, the amazing VT (Victoria Terminus), the largest railway station in Asia built by the British, the High Court, where ...
... ravers. Colour was being thrown around and big showers rained down on the dance floor washing it off which created a lot of mud and our once white tops looked grubby. I was a little worse for wear on return to the hostel and have lost a portion of my memory but apparently I joined in a sing song in between dashes to the bathroom. The self-inflicted illness lasted through the next morning and we had to move hostels as the other guys were checking out. We were ...
... not travel that far, to get from our area of the city down to the "tourist" area. However, every time we hailed a cab and told him where we wanted to go, he would say no, and drive off. Gavin, this reminded me of one time when I visited you, and a taxi did the same thing to us. Except, in NYC, that is illegal. In Mumbai, there are no traffic rules at all, so this did not qualify as anything out of the ordinary. Finally, we got a taxi ...