another planet

The graduate program I participated in focused a lot on being PC politiacally correct, and then living in Vermont, that was the buzzzzzzzzzzzz word. Be PC.
And then I diassociated myself from all of it, choosing to be naive again rather than fight some silent cause. Classmates may consider me lame (my graduate classmates. My highschool classmates-who are in fact meeting tonight or tomorrow night for our 25th reunion...-days allude me here in India- who would scoff at or at least not quite understand...but do I?....what the hell do I really mean by PC).
This is another planet. Period.
I have been trying to get through 20 emails on the internet of a fairly well established (AKA expensive) hotel's internet for a day now. I am in Jaipur-one of the bigger cities in Rajasthan, I am not in the middle of a wheat or rice field. I am surrounded by miles of construction, vehicles, (albiet many are camels, donkeys, horses ricksaws are also here but...), sky scrapers of a sort, ect.... and it has taken me 2 visits and 3 computers to simply get through my 20 hotmail emails.

I can not open facebook here, nor can I download an image or skype or go to you tube.

Thailand of course can spoil anyone, but I never imagined in the 21st century that using the internet would be as tiresome as finding ...what what example can I even use?????

Ok, I am done ranting. maybe just one more thing....I need to get to Delhi. It is a 5 hour train or bus ride away. I prefer train for obvious reasons, and as a result there is a price to pay. And just out of curiosity, I timed the process.
I stood in line for 21 minutes to get a form that needed to be filled out prior to going to window 769 to book the train ticket.
At the window, I was pushed aside by an Indian man and a couple who also needed this form.
Gratefully the man behind the counter appreciated my Indian dress and greeting of Namaskar and shared the information I needed freely. Step 1.

Once completed, I stood in line for window 769 (used for senior citzens and foreigners-which category do I fall in????) and waited an additional 33 minutes (there were 2, two, TWO people in front of me) (an additioanl 2 more people tried to get in front of me during this time period) to hand the piece of paper to the ticket man for him to process a ticket for me.

Forutantely-because during this process you are PRAYING that there are still seats available...
and remembering the last station I was at where there were no more seats so the crowd of at least 50+ fought for the luggage car-literally....I got my seat. I arrive in Delhi at 10:45pm. Not ideal, but I have a sample order being processed...to be finished at 2, which means 4, which gives me just enough time to get to the train station, if they happen to be an hour or so late...thankfully they will offer me some chai.....
I should have listened to my dad and taken up a job with the State or Gov. or some job.... today I think it is nuts being an entrepenuer.
But... that being said

1. I found a perfect place for a group to stay in Jaipur
2. After 19 hours of shops, fatories, wholesalers, I may have found my missing link to product design of garments and home furnishings......................anyone want to start a kids clothing line??????

time for bed-thanks for listening. it is all good. and pretty darn cool if you can step outside the neat little box I want to create for myself.....