It's absolutely surreal-- realizing that I'm actually in India. Of course what brings me back to remembering that fact is this damn keyboard that I'm using at the Internet cafe. It's sticking for every other key, so I'm having to press the spacebar harder and harder each time. Dammit.

The flights were fine, I slept or read most of the way. I seem to have carried that habit over to India as well; I did not much today or yesterday other than sleep. Until I can get some of my arrangements ready for travel within the city (Vinod is at work most of the day) and communication (I'm getting a cell phone today), it's hard to do much of anything.

Outside I can hear the loud trucks roar past and the random little autorickshaws and scooters trying to beep through. Maybe I'll stop there for today. Hopefully, I'll have some more tomorrow...