10K run. On the same rural route as the one my brother and I took last year. That was his first run of his life. (he now puts 30K runs on Saturdays). Golden rule of running on rural routes in India. Ignore the rule of running with your head up. Instead keep a tight watch on the ground. You will be amazed how many different dirty things you can step into! ’nuff said 🙂 — at Ffort Radisson Raichak.

Another 10K run with my brother in the rural roads in Raichak by the river Ganges. It was really really humid. I almost sweated another river next to the Ganges!!! 🙂

10K run with my brother in Kolkata. What with both of us monitoring our run – me in miles and he in kilometers, most of the run was spent revising the tables of 16 (with all that continuous multiplication and division by 1.6) 🙂 No Starbucks for me today 🙁 — at Kolkata.

Before the run….

After the rather comfortable trip in the biggest commercial airplane, this is what the girls said…
Tasha (14): “I feel guilty traveling like this at my age”
Niki (8): “I think they should have a third TV in each seat. BTW, now onwards only Emirates for me”
Sharmila: “I am NOT traveling coach class to India”
At that point, I went back to responding to my office emails. I realized I need my job 🙂 My comment? Internet on international flights please!!! I have some emails to upload! 🙂

Two young ladies – Sharmila and Nikita. At the bar lounge. IN THE PLANE!!!!

Nikita and her own personal mini bar. In her seat!! The A380s are humongous!!! — at On a Plane.

First time I am seeing the A380s. They are humongous!!! Two of them facing each other – Emirates and Singapore Airlines. — at JFK terminal 4.

Layover was long enough to make a dash to the Times Square….

Okay, shut down my iPad. Officially on vacation. So looking forward to the trip to India to see my parents (I am always afraid this will be the last time I will see both of them). I have lined up about half a dozen folks from my past that I will be meeting after 30 or so years. Also looking forward to the long quiet runs with my brother, daily trips to a local place for wine with Sharmila without (unapproving) parents knowing about it, playing cricket with all the cousins of my kids, making all my relatives uncomfortable by walking around in shorts (I pack only shorts to India) but above all meeting my 96 year old great aunt after 20 years (without whose generosity, my grandmom would have no place to go to when she lost my grand dad; my dad was 2).