Ok…so….back
track to catch you up. I am in this cab in Mumbai….trying to get to my hotel. I
have just finished being a shit American saying shit things about the people
who moved my bags to the car. We (me and cab driver) are totally lost. We have all the windows down and the driver
eventually decides we should pull over and think about it some. Good idea! Lets
take a rest! I am fine with this. Until……….”mam”….”mamm”…..”mammm”……hands
through the window. THEY…. have spotted me.
Now…please
do not misinterpret. I get the poverty. I am leaving this place with a goal to
do as much as I possibly can to help at least the people I worked with and
their children…but these kids….THEY ARE GD CREEPY!
I am looking
at my phone (in a vain attempt to help navigate)…when they come over. I without looking up….BC I DON’T WANT THEM TO
SEE MY FEAR…..roll up the window next to me. They then move to the front
window…I am in the back seat. And the voices get…creepier… and LOUDER….sort of like
chanting….or hexing…Yeah…I definitely think it was something all wrong like
that…
My feelings
are simply….”Driver…start…the….car!”…”START…THE …CAR!!!” “PLEASE GOD…START THE
CAR!!!!!!”
The driver
starts (THANK GOD) and we meander some more…until I eventually get my iphone to
dial an international number and the driver figures out where to go and all is
good again.
We get to
hotel and the bell man takes my bags to my room. Yes…we are back to the bags…being
carried. Which ….is my issue…and what does he say when we get to the room? (and
yes I tipped him…without hesitation…bc in hotels this is the gig…right?)…He
says…."Merry Xmas". ………….He does NOT say f’ing America. :( I…….. suck.
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