Indian Samurai इंडियन सामुराई

If you want a safe pregnancy, why don’t you visit your eye surgeon??  

I should show this to my gynaecologist who complex-less gives me in November an appointment for September 2011. Right the time to have a baby or to die of uterus cancer!! So be it, I shall visit my Indian crazy gynaecologist who has a talent to perform smear without informing (or without me understanding). And that is not easy!

Lately, I have been spending my time in airports, on an all India tour of customers! (Hence less posts).

I like airports. I always get to see out-of-the-world things.

Like this woman who had to repack her vegetables at the air company stand - and she was flying a 120€ flight from Kolkata to Mumbai... It is well known that we don't have bananas in Mumbai...

Everyone is different.

Though, there are some cultural features that we can not deny.

For instance, in France, it is very dirty and disgusting to burp, to clear one’s throat or nose, to spit.

But in India, this is accepted. So be it. How many times in a restaurant I had to stop eating because of such noises?? But it is to me to adapt.

In India, on the contrary to France, it is disgusting to use a handkerchief when you need to empty your nose – at least with most people (my very dear boyfriend always use one but a taxi wallah once got very angry with me and told me to open the door and empty my nose how I could).

On a more funny note, this is what you frequently see in winter time:

yes, you are not dreaming: socks with open shoes... Though not disgusting, for a French it is very ugly (I guess a German would not agree with me!). It is a very personal opinion though!!