The Indians love their cricket, we know - but Sachin Tendulkar toothpaste?!
Wednesday, December 14, 2011 at 6:58PM | Permalink Bangalore construction from John Noble on Vimeo.
Speaks for itself. Inasmuch as I actually speak. So I'll stop writing.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011 at 2:16AM | Permalink 
The view from the office window this morning (7:02am, local time).
Tuesday, December 13, 2011 at 1:19AM | Permalink 
And, I ask you, who in Afghanistan wouldn't want one?...
Thursday, December 8, 2011 at 9:19PM | Permalink 
Lincoln just left us. It's sad; I'd rather not talk about it.
The hotel - the inestimably brilliant Taj Vivanta in Bangalore - gave him this going away gift. Apparently, too, they're going to name our rooms after us. 114, 116, 118: "Three Best Friends".
Haha. You think I'm joking. I ain't.
Goodbye, old boy. See you soon.
[In other news, I booked a flight from Singapore to Penang on the 18th December so, Bart, Ryan, Sim, Shah and Emma - I'll see you kids then. Can't wait! x]
Thursday, December 8, 2011 at 1:30AM | Permalink 
These old things are everywhere. This one is a particularly fine example.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011 at 6:05PM | Permalink 
Sorry this one is blurry but it was snapped out of the car window.
He's carrying some bit of wood. You can just see his mate on the back, on the phone. They're crossing a ridiculous junction where you have to fight against directly oncoming traffic.
Driving in India is rarely boring.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011 at 7:24AM | Permalink ...you have a great reputation, and the legend is that your women are the most beautiful in the world.
As it turns out, you're the most dull, dry, least affectionate people I've ever met. You're painful to talk to. You suck the life out of the room.
Noble's recommendation: go to (or be from) Norway.
Sunday, December 4, 2011 at 5:51PM | Permalink 
Our mate Paddy at the Taj Vivanta asked us if he could get a photo of us behind the bar. (We might have spent some time behind said bar.) He took the photo.
Twenty minutes later he turned up with the photo, framed!
What a legend; hospitality at its greatest. Thanks, Paddy. You're a legend of a man.
Sunday, December 4, 2011 at 3:26PM | Permalink 
I'll try and post a picture a day of life in Bangalore. They won't be art, they'll just be what happens.
Today: being fitted for my suit. They're cheap here, so why wouldn't you? Our tailor is this amazing old guy. We got measured up last week and today was the first fitting; he ran around us, tweaking, chalking, measuring, adjusting.
It's a great experience to be at the literal centre of a great craftsman's work.
Friday, December 2, 2011 at 5:59PM | Permalink