I’ll be on a plane heading for the states early on the 19th; as in 3:00 a.m. early. I have things to take care of before I leave and jet lag to deal with once I get there, so my next few posts will be a bunch of randomness. Ready?
When the owner of this flat was showing me around she pointed out that there was a blender/mixer I could use.
Uh thanks, but no. That would entail cleaning it first and just… no. But thank you. Instead we bought our own…
…then improved the ice situation…
…and tried to make Pina Coladas.
Except coconut cream is not cream of coconut, it is coconut milk. Let me just say is was a waste of good Bacardi.
Speaking of milk, it is sold here in cartons like this one. You won’t find it in the refrigerated section, but down one of the aisles…near the non refrigerated eggs…of which some still have chicken poop on them.
Speaking of bird poop, I’ve cleaned the damn terrace four days in a row now. Ah, but it’s worth it to enjoy the view in the evening. I look down and see children at the playground and others playing soccer or cricket and yet more taking swimming lessons. Beyond that are the birds in the estuary, then the ships in Mumbai Harbour, and last, but not least, the glow of the sun as it disappears into the horizon.
Heads up: I have a Give-Away coming up!