4 November 2023

Admittedly, I was dripping like I was causing my own monsoon season

This, after finishing my run in the rains. Two property buses stopped to enquire if I needed a lift. I declined, of course. Running in the rains in mid eighties temperature… very few feelings can beat that.

As I finally pulled up to the lobby area, everybody stepped aside lest I got them wet too.

At least, I lived up to my T-shirt. “Wine drinker with a running problem”

3 November 2023

When in this part of the world…

… I have to pick up some cotton, short-sleeve shirts (like I used to wear in India). Some of my favorite shirts were from a village about 165 km away – called Valladolid. This time, instead of going there, checked out the local markets – Mercado 23 and Mercado 28 with some of my old i2 friends. When it came to comfortable shirts, the local markets did not disappoint.