The smell of India
I am sure most people have tried sweet and sour fish in their lives, one time or the other.
I just met an Indian that smells exactly like sweet and sour fish. And hell, it is not pleasant. More sour than sweet. In fact, it is as if the fish had already rotted but the cook still insists on adding sugar and tomato ketchup to the whole shebang of a dish until viola! 90% sour and 10% sweet fish - Indian style.
This is my 5th time to India in less than a year and I am heartily exhausted of the place. Unlike Tokyo and New York, you just can't move around the place on your own. People run to you, begging for money or just stalk you and want to be "your friend". Since being stabbed in a dark alley is not my way of making friends, I think I will pass, no thanks. A unaccompanied Chinese guy sticks out like a 50 year-old white man with a young Thai boy walking down the street in Bangkok.
And the smells. The smells assault you the minute you step out of your hotel. Smells from unwashed bodies, spices, curries being cooked somewhere and all these smells marinated by the heat. Today isn't so bad, because it drizzles gently for half an hour and cleanses the city.
Going out for dinner. Hope it is not curries again.
I just met an Indian that smells exactly like sweet and sour fish. And hell, it is not pleasant. More sour than sweet. In fact, it is as if the fish had already rotted but the cook still insists on adding sugar and tomato ketchup to the whole shebang of a dish until viola! 90% sour and 10% sweet fish - Indian style.
This is my 5th time to India in less than a year and I am heartily exhausted of the place. Unlike Tokyo and New York, you just can't move around the place on your own. People run to you, begging for money or just stalk you and want to be "your friend". Since being stabbed in a dark alley is not my way of making friends, I think I will pass, no thanks. A unaccompanied Chinese guy sticks out like a 50 year-old white man with a young Thai boy walking down the street in Bangkok.
And the smells. The smells assault you the minute you step out of your hotel. Smells from unwashed bodies, spices, curries being cooked somewhere and all these smells marinated by the heat. Today isn't so bad, because it drizzles gently for half an hour and cleanses the city.
Going out for dinner. Hope it is not curries again.
posted by Captain Obvious at 6:25 AM
3 Comments:
I don't think I'll ever leave the hotel if I am there.
You won't. I didn't and I am as adventurous as most come.
U should start writing again.
There is nothing to read on blogger these days. Loads of crap and "BIG" theories.
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