Hello from the Mumbai Airport. Like the rest of India, this place is under construction. THe check-in counter was in a hard-hat area--if there was such a thing in India. There is hammering, drilling, sawing and general mayhem. It really is amazing--every city and every airport is under construction. It is like a country is being rebuilt--or built--all at once.The PA announcement just came on--unfortunately, he didn't tell the hack saw guy, so the 'ur-urgh, ur-urgh' of the hacksaw was picked up by his microphone, echoing through the airport and drowning out the message. Sounded like a giant prison break was underway......I spend most of my time here giggling.
Meanwhile, I love it when some foreign policy guy decides that the best way to win the argument is to make life inconvenient for travelers. So to get to Pakistan from Ahmedabad, I have to go to Mumbai and Dubai, practically (maybe actually) flying over Pakistan in the progress. 14 hours later I get to Pakistan, which I could practically drive over to from Ahmedabad. Weasels. Can't get to Israel from most places in the Mideast. Can't get to Cuba. Nice policy. Very subtle. And so effective.
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