Today again I walked over to the Royal Minaksha Mall on my own, for lunch. I wandered a bit, ended up at TGI Friday’s, was quite… American. Just what I needed. My body’s on a bit of a revolt. Not that Indian food is a problem, just that I need some – um – more “traditional fare”, at least traditional for me, some of the time.
On the way to the mall, I noticed a lot of styrofoam around on the back road I was taking. I’d been down here several times, this time looked… ugly with all that styrofoam.
On the way back from the mall, I saw a woman carrying a basket of goods on her head. She was so graceful, it seemed effortless. I’m pretty sure I couldn’t do that!