Monday, February 23, 2009

The Gold Refinery In Houston

Jaisalmer

Finally. Finally I got it after 2 weeks managed to get the first journal from India online . Make So far this was due to the relatively good trip plan and the almost negligible Internet Cafe density in the places where we have stopped us more difficult. Of course, I'm in tours for the last few days busy diary and it would have to retype the entries only. But how this is so, the diary is in the hotel and I'm sitting in the middle of the beautiful Wuestenstadt Jaisalmer in an internet cafe which is part of a "German Bakery" is in it but is disappointingly not to buy pretzels ... :-)

weighted Slowly, all of India.
Compulsory diarrhea wave is most happy and over were given way in which one or other of a horrible constipation. Here is the general consistency of the chair to one of the most popular topics among the excursion participants become, especially since it hierrueber addition to the fascinating geology and the completely different Kulutur every day is to erzaelen mostly new, and if someone said of his chair, he can be "normal" this is quite a reason to celebrate a big party ... So far we have not had great Pary ... :-) Describe

To India in general, has a favorite expression of the Indians to be best: "same same, but different!" India is different. India looks different, smells different, tastes different, sounds different, and above all, it is louder. There is probably no place on the subcontinent where there is complete silence. Somewhere rings always a cell phone or a car honking. An Indian without a horn is like a bird without wings. Without horn he can not survive for long. The Indians honk at risk situations Ueberhohlvorgaengen to the obsolete, to indicate that he is being overhauled and a short time later that he was being overhauled. Let her horn signal sound if just one cow in the middle of the highway meets a coach on the same track on the current one over a truck and collected approximately 10 meters cozy stroll before all 50 events Indians across the road. They honk to get Grues each other in normal way traffic, from boredom, from anger, from joy, from sadness and love ... Yes, it does not seem to be fil that you can not express in the middle of the night, in the middle of the city by an intimate horns could be it only to show off to all their other new horn. And because more than one billion people still find someone somewhere who feels just the same feeling honks, the one course of Solidarity with the same times. And so over the whole of India is a mystical Hupklang constantly, in my opinion is for after the most characteristic feature of this beautiful country. If one day I ask somebody about India to describe in one word, so I will answer: "horn" :-)

So far so good, others want to go back to the hotel and because I am also quite tired already very, I'll join you. I hope the next few days soon the opportunity to have another entry to put online. Until then, many greetings back home and see you soon

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