New Delhi and Elvis: Feb. 17th
I’ve spent these last two days in New Delhi interviewing, and collecting the usual non-sequiters
Q: Is your routine fast?
A: Yes.
Q: How fast is it?
A: Yes.
Q: No, I mean how long does it take?
A: Yes.
Q: Do you understand my English?
A: Yes.
Q: Is my American accent difficult?.
A: Yes.
Q: How strong is your English?
A: Yes
You get the idea.
Unable to get the courage to get my hair cut by the local barber (this is something I’m still not native enough for) I only get my hair cut when in New Delhi, at the Oberoi, a 5-star, international hotel. Sue says that I’m quite a jet setter now; I go all the way to New Delhi just to get my hair cut.
Dinner consisted of Chinese food, and an Indian country-western band. "You phickkkedth a fine thime to le-eveth mhe Lhucille, four-a hungr-i childthren, and a chropa in the fieldths". If the singers had worn turbans and saris, instead of suits, the night would have been complete.