I’m In F@&kin India!

I just touched down, well abut an hour ago, in Bangalore India.  Here’s what ran through my head during my cab ride from the airport to the hotel.

• I’m in f@&kin India!
• Thank God I didn’t have to walk to the hotel (not referring to the distance)
• Those pack of stray dogs look surprisingly well fed
• Maybe I’m not getting underpaid
• I think the cabbie’s horn is broke.  It keeps honking for no apparent reason
• I guess traffic lanes are more of a suggestion over here
• I think I’ll go ahead and put my seat belt on
• I really will go anywhere and tell jokes
• Maybe I should have the cabbie run me to get some Pepto Bismol
• Here goes nothing!