Club Club night and Spot goes crazy...

Oops... It’s been a week since my last post - sorry for not posting sooner but everything has been crazy busy here in India...

Why has it been busy? Basically a president of one of the rotary clubs in the UK, Northampton Beckett, is visiting due to the fact their club has fundraised money for the Madras Rotary Club's charity foundation (who run and fund the boys town that I am staying at). He is of Indian heritage himself although he has lived in the UK for many years and his British wife grew up in Calcutta... so therefore I have been very interested in their opinions on this insane place – I found out he had to move to England because he had an Anglican name – when searching for a job he found that, despite having all the right qualifications and more, the Sangeeta, Kamal or Bhattacharya always got it... This is due to the nationalist bias that was instilled in the post independence population.

I was meant to on Thursday night go to a jazz night with some Rotarians and our guests, which I was very excited about, me loving a bit of the jazz every so often, however everything from clerical errors, a fiercely nationalist doctor and a (as it turned out a not-so) rabid dog bite… A dog went a little bit psycho and bit me though it was more of a nibble than a bite – barely drew blood! basically when I was asked why I didn’t make the night my reply was invariably “India!” – I got to see the medical facilities of India however (surprisingly impressive), met a few doctors (infuriatingly obnoxious) and only after having several irritating syringes stuck in several annoying places did the owner of the canine decide to reveal that the dog had been vaccinated for rabies a few months ago (extremely annoying)… so don’t worry I’m OK and I promise not to keel over dead any time soon!

Over the past week the rotary club has been putting on a lot of events and programs, last night however was by far the best - a rotary club night! When I say ‘rotary club night’ I don’t mean a ‘rotary club’ night I mean a full on nightclub event for the Rotarians – it was an experience! More importantly however it was an experience with an open, free, fully stocked & overflowing with alcohol bar… it was a unique sight to see some of the older members of the club spilling their drinks whilst trying to shake their hips to Shakira or singing along at the top of their geriatric lungs to my great delight ‘Alice, Alice, who the f**k is Alice!’ – This in contrast to the normally strictly reserved and uptight moral culture…

But it is now tomorrow morning and I managed to get up relatively nice and early – feeling almost 100% and fine!!

I promise to try and post again soon - but no promises - the electrical students here for some reason decided to rewire the whole building through one tempermental fuse - electricity is sort of a bonus at the moment! By the way feel free to leave comments - it would be nice to know I'm not just talking to myself...