Meeting Walter after almost an year was pretty awesome fun!
When not in meeting rooms,
- we explored Bangalore,
- walked long stretches on streets,
- hogged on local food (and so busy at it, that I forgot to take pics),
- hung out at Toit Brew Pub,
- almost got conned by Auto-walas due to Walter’s white skin … suddenly 2.5kms of auto was 150 bucks.
- met old friends for dinners (again, pics missing darn it )
I personally was busy munching these super tasty waffles (Stroopwafels) that Walter brought me from Holland (there’s more where that came from…. read the whole log)
He then flew to Hyderabad for continued fun! (thanks to him for carrying my old lid with him, I got to test my new touring lid at high speeds :D)
Essentially we had 2 goals – (A). Find the spiciest local food and (B). Hog on it
So here we go…
Insert an awesome pic of a white guy and an Indian guy hogging on big plates of spicy biryani, mutton roasts, Lassi, Faluda and tons of yummy stuff here... can't find the pics :_(
Decided to hit my sunset watching spot… we had a bag of 150 odd Lychee’s (my favorite fruit) and drinks to go!
One noon we found this pigeon in parking spot, was sitting and crapping on someone’s bike… I wondered why it wouldn’t fly even though I got pretty close to it AND the facts that cats move around here… inspected, found it injured.
We decided to do the rescue ops, and Walter tried to put it back in its nest (as its partner looked by) …. with all his 6’3” mighty vertical length .. didnt work.
He vertically supported the ladder (because it was bit short to rest on the ceiling walls) and the short guy (that’d be me) went up it to put the pigeon back. Team work
Meanwhile, my watchman whom I asked to hold my camera.. decided to film it (un-needed marketing team member) .. so here’s screenshots from the video (not posting the video :D)
Anyway, we managed to put it back safe (and I managed not to eat it.. so thats good I guess)
I wish Walter could stay longer, but he missed his wife ‘Mine’ who couldn’t make it to this trip. I guess that’s what happens when you find a soul-mate who he describes as ‘Awesome Woman’.
Anyway, after he left I spent 3 days trying to drill and cut the big dark-chocolate bar he brought for me(another gift from Holland!).
It was bigger than my meat cutting knife, almost my elbow length…
And then another 30 days eating it in various different ways (my fav way is to melt it at room temp and eat with fingers and smudging the face.. probably how dark-chocolates should be eaten in the first place :P)
… and getting fat
Bottom line, Absolutely happy to see/hangout with my friend and the fact that he finally came to India (should have brought his wife along for extended stay).
What makes me happy is that he was and still is “Awesome” in many ways!
Before he left we made a note to each other (NO, it was not a pinky promise.. we’re grown men!) that he’s gonna continue being the good person he is, and that’d help me take a reference.. so we would remain best buddies forever
His way of life reminds me the way my dad was, and that I always wanted to derive from that.. AND that I went downhill instead.
Indirectly, I owe him for re-providing me a good reference for the ‘way to live’ and that it helped me take a very tough/difficult, hurting decision in my life (~ 1 year ago).
Hurting as hell, still does.. but the RIGHT thing needed to be done; is DONE.
Walter, you Rock!