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Disco Balls & Lamburgers… India at its best

November 4th, 2006

Day 3 - the 4th of June, 2006

Day 3 was (thankfully I’m sure) a somewhat uneventful day.

I worked from 9am until 9pm, so there wasn’t any time to get off the grounds to explore. Still, I’ll tell you just a little about my day…

Breakfast was at 24/7, our good old restaurant where breakfast is every morning. I had my cheese & pepper omelet, with 2 pieces of white toast & coffee (and a VERY small muffin). Today most people had earlier call times, so I was at the breakfast place alone.

I decided to sit at a table outside on the patio of the restaurant where the evening before there was a bizarre disco ball spinning above this very table — for no reason I could figure out.

It was a nice day. Not as hot as I’d have thought.

HOWEVER, I had an especially attentive waiter. He just would NOT go away.

Coffee? Water? Juice? More eggs? Tea? Fruit? AHHHH! I thought of asking for “Peace & Quiet” but figured he’d spend another half hour asking me what that was…

The waiter, of course, asked me where I’m from, and smiled when I said New York. He, like everyone else here, plans on going to New York….

As I neared the end of my breakfast and he could get me nothing further, my waiter disappeared and returned with what appeared to be a check.

I explained that NO! I was with the production crew & didn’t need to sign for breakfast because it was included in the room rate.

But it wasn’t a check… it was an opinion card on how the service was…

I looked at it for a minute thinking: I don’t feel like filling this paperwork out…

And then he excitedly air-circled around the phone # & email address part: “You fill out. You fill out.” he demanded. I was NOT going to fill in any personal information, thank you very much.

When I was 14 or so, an Indonesian man decided to ‘claim’ me for his own.. Scary for a 14 year old. I’m a little older now & a bit more cautious.

The waiter was very disappointed when I said: “I don’t have time to fill this out. I’m running late!” Call me a heartbreaker…..

After breakfast, I went to work in “The Tent.” I think they’ve turned the AC up so high that it’s 40 degrees in the damn tent. When we walk outside for lunch and it’s 80 degrees, then we go back into the tent where it’s 40. I wish I hadn’t sent all my Scotland sweaters ahead with Allan now!

Apparently the situation with the tent is this:

They need to keep it COLD so that when the 10,000 people arrive on Tuesday it won’t get hot quickly.

And apparently the ventilation isn’t what it could be so the projectors (which are up high — where the heat has risen to) keep shutting off because they’ve been overheating. A crazy cycle.

The main producer is already sending people out to find ‘large inventories’ of sweatshirts for everyone.

Today I burnt out a power strip and 2 table lamps. I could say the day started with a “bang” but it was really more of a “pop.” I thought I was going to be electrocuted, but not today.

It doesn’t look like Day 4 will be any better than Day 3.

Of course, there’s less humor today because I wasn’t working on-site with Cheryl.

We did have an interesting conversation at lunch today, however, about Cheryl’s beloved McDonalds’ in India not serving beef because of the Holy Cow. I’m now asking Cheryl if she wants to go for her “Lamburgers.” Word is they use lamb instead of beef…

Also Cheryl is trying to get a picture of ENTIRE FAMILIES riding on a single moped. She said she saw a mother, father & 2 kids riding on one. She couldn’t get a picture of it in time, though. Others saw families of FIVE — someone claimed 6 — riding together on one moped.

This really is a strange country. I just can’t fathom this. And we worry about BABY SEATS!

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