I simply cannot wrap my brain around the contrast I am experiencing between Delhi and Tokyo.
I left our Indian headquarters, looking back on a shockingly real, yet really amazing time. Over dinner, my coworker confessed that she and her husband separated six months ago and she hadn't told a soul at the office for fear of being chastised. It's no wonder my sexuality isn't going over so well with my Indian expats at the HK office. My empathy was rewarded by a promise of a home-cooked meal the next time I am in town. Something I fully plan to take advantage of.
Transitioning away from the power going out every hour or so, to hearing phrases such as "your mini bar is complimentary, Sir" I find myself warmly sliding into my FREE gin-and-tonic fuzz ready to head home tomorrow. Sorry I'm not writing more, but the Harry Potter finale kept me awake on the plane.
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'Ya know, I remember reading the first Harry Potter book on a plane from Tokyo to Hong Kong sipping gin-and-tonics :) Even though the books are fantastic--particularly the last one--I think Harry Potter might be even more improved through the lens of multiple mojitos--what do you think? LOL
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