Last night we went back to the place in UB city, the fancy mall next to the JW Marriott downtown. This time there were four of us, adding Carol and Dennis who arrived while I was on vacation. The idea was to bring Dennis somewhere that was new for him, but he had come on his last trip! Anyway we had a pile of Indian tapas under the pounding beat of house music… The place was much quieter last time, but I guess they turn up the music after about 10.
There of us rode back with Dennis’s driver who had heard I went to Goa and told me that’s where he is from, specifically Vasco de Gama. Dennis thought I had switched to Spanish, but I explained it was a Portuguese colony. We talked a bit about my trip a little and he told us David is staying in a bad neighborhood, near a slum where Tamil people stay.
I washed my last set of laundry in the sink and hung it out on the rubber clothesline on the balcony, then went down for an egg sandwich, cooked panini style with tomato, cucumber and onion.