Feb 15 2008
What The Hell Is This All About, Then?
Thanks everyone for your well-wishes. I’m feeling much better. Ironically, the rashes associated with dengue Fever showed up more heavily AFTER the fever itself receded away. No worries though, it’s a small price to pay for regaining the ability to move without feeling immense bone-crushing pain.
Anyway, once again being able to move my arms and legs again with no pain (athough still pretty weak … well, weaker than usual), I took this opportunity to go over and visit Fort Cochin for the last 4 days I’m in India.
I actually really like it. It’s still India … which means there’s still crowding, and swarms of foriegn tourists, and piles of garbage, and packs of feral dogs, ridiculously greedy people, and burning trash everywhere. But at least fort Cochin has a really unique history to it. There’s a unique blend of Dutch, Portugese, British, and Indian culture and history here. It kinda reminds me of southern Malaysia — only with more trash.
Regardless, it’s a really unique place. And I mean, really, any place that has a neighborhood named “Jew Town” — sporting a 500 year old synogogue — can’t be ALL bad, right?
Meanwhile, when I finally ge a moment to check my email, I find this fucked-up gem of a story from tommorows NY Times. Apparently, my buddy Chez (upon who’s fantastic blog I initially based this bullshit upon), was fired from his gig at CNN for … writing a blog.
WTF?
As I’ve told Chez many, many, MANY times. Blogs and jobs don’t go together. Just look at me, I have a blog and you don’t see ME working, do ya’? Err … bad example.
Moing on … sorry ’bout the gig, my friend. fuck ‘em, they’re a bunch of heartless jackels. But we already knew that, didn’t we? Just ask the guys from WTVJ.
5 Responses to “What The Hell Is This All About, Then?”
oh my god, FORT COCHIN?!? whatever you do, dude, under no circumstances eat any “jam cakes” from Elite Hotel on Princess Street. THAT IS SALMONELLA CITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! in fact, eat no pastry whatsoever.
Fort Cochin is where I got salmonella food poisoning, ending up in the hospital in chennai with an IV, and also flying 18 hours home with it with Nazi flight attendants on Lufthansa from Germany to Chicago REFUSING TO GIVE ME WATER FOR MY DEHYDRATION.
and the foreign tourists are the exact reason why I would never go back to kochi, forget about getting salmonella there……
however, while you’re there, be sure you check out the kathakalli dancers….
Linda, Linda, Linda,
How come you didn’t tell me that BEFORE I went to that SAME fucking place for Thali yesterday, after which I have had (ahem) renewed ‘digestive issues.’ Luckily, I’ve got a pretty cast iron stomach, but I was still up all nite sweating and working hard not to vomit.
I feel like I ate a load of carpet cleaner.
Fuck, I gotta get outta this country before it kills me. Seriously.
wow, the same place! who woulda thunk it? goes to show ya, dude, ya gotta read my blog regularly!
make sure you stay hydrated, eat lots of bananas, rice with yogurt, and get some rehydration salts in a big bottle of water like NOW!
I will stay tuned to your India misadventures!
As you can see, Linda is the expert on India. As for our friend, Chez. That’s just messed up. I guess we have no rights, huh? Can’t you help him sue the bastards?
I was so ticked after reading about your friend getting canned that I forgot to comment on the Jew Town picture. I still can’t believe that; I guess it goes to show how people take such words so differently. Hopefully there’s not a similar place there for black people. Take care.