Signing out

I'm not sure if culture shock has set in, or if I'm completely blase about this whole affair thanks the awareness of the rest of the world provided by modern media. Perhaps because of that, the cultural differences I've noticed most have been on a somewhat smaller scale. The huge variety of fonts used on car licence plates, for example. Serifed fonts on licence plates look very wrong to my eyes. And I couldn't help buy derive some amusement at various billboards I've passed. A sign advertising "Monsoon-proof reception rooms" drove home some meteorological differences, and another proclaiming "Thousands of successful marriages arranged" raised one noticeable cultural divergence.

It's really been an exhausting trip so far - for obvious reasons for the most part. Jet lag coupled with several unwelcome phone calls in the middle of the night have left me badly in need of a good nights sleep, something which I should really be attempting to accomplish now (it's few minutes after midnight here. Oddly, Mumbai is five and 1/2 hours ahead of the UK - I've never ventured anywhere with a half hour time difference before). I've taken the precautionary measure of unplugging the hotel phone and with that I'll bid you all a good night as I try to achieve the same.