Came on for reasons that will be revealed shortly and found this sitting in drafts:
Presentation done! I think it went pretty well (at least the professors seemed to like it). We celebrated the end of the workshop with a family-style lunch at Cafe Upper Crust. It was a nice meal, some final bonding time with the CEPT students and a dish that was something like green macaroni and cheese, and while I would never eat it in the States, I happily accepted a second helping of the somewhat familiar food. Before we left the restaurant, we took a group picture and said our good byes to most of our "counterparts." We made plans to get in touch with some to celebrate New Years and then ventured to the Institute of Indian Management. Why? Because Louis Khan and his protege designed it. I cannot act as if that means too much to me but the other option was napping and I hadn't seen many Ahmedabad sights. The campus was interesting. I suppose the style is brutalism. Lots of bricks and concrete. The buildings are beautiful by any means but I liked them for their style and homage to the architectural era.
Presentation done! I think it went pretty well (at least the professors seemed to like it). We celebrated the end of the workshop with a family-style lunch at Cafe Upper Crust. It was a nice meal, some final bonding time with the CEPT students and a dish that was something like green macaroni and cheese, and while I would never eat it in the States, I happily accepted a second helping of the somewhat familiar food. Before we left the restaurant, we took a group picture and said our good byes to most of our "counterparts." We made plans to get in touch with some to celebrate New Years and then ventured to the Institute of Indian Management. Why? Because Louis Khan and his protege designed it. I cannot act as if that means too much to me but the other option was napping and I hadn't seen many Ahmedabad sights. The campus was interesting. I suppose the style is brutalism. Lots of bricks and concrete. The buildings are beautiful by any means but I liked them for their style and homage to the architectural era.
The trip to IIM took so long that the plans to see the Courbousier stuff and City Museum were canceled. Instead we went back to campus to use the interwebs. Kim met us on campus after an unfortunate mishap and we went to law garden for dinner. *Law garden is a strip of shopping stalls and street food* We ended the night with some kulfi (essentially frozen milk) and returned to the hotel.
Today we slept in and we are currently passing the hours until we get picked up for our New Year's shindig. It should be interesting since Ahmedabad is a dry state and...
The post is clearly from the end of our stay in Ahmedabad. Apparently I had the best of intentions of finishing out the trip blog once we were done studying...Intentions. It's a sad fact though for your enjoyment and the posterity of my remembered experiences. I didn't get to tell you about our very first experience in Ahmedabad in the train station after those long 6 hours, the whole 2 weeks studying at CEPT in Ahmedabad (and all the time we spent during those 2 weeks not studying), our Christmas meat dinner and our New Year's Eve rum, our brief stent in Mumbai where we met a 21 year old who offered us the run of his sister's closet so he could take us to a wedding with him and then how our new-found knowledge of Bollywood made us the best wedding crashers this side of Bombay, and how my collective experiences in India led me to hop out of a moving tuk-tuk in Delhi because I refused to be carted off to the scamtastic scarf shop on the way to the Red Fort.
I can't believe that was 3 years ago now. Even all this time later (or maybe because of it) I remember it fondly. I totally "saffron'd" - n'er to return again - and do not expect to find myself in India again but I had an amazing time. It was an awesome trip.
The post is clearly from the end of our stay in Ahmedabad. Apparently I had the best of intentions of finishing out the trip blog once we were done studying...Intentions. It's a sad fact though for your enjoyment and the posterity of my remembered experiences. I didn't get to tell you about our very first experience in Ahmedabad in the train station after those long 6 hours, the whole 2 weeks studying at CEPT in Ahmedabad (and all the time we spent during those 2 weeks not studying), our Christmas meat dinner and our New Year's Eve rum, our brief stent in Mumbai where we met a 21 year old who offered us the run of his sister's closet so he could take us to a wedding with him and then how our new-found knowledge of Bollywood made us the best wedding crashers this side of Bombay, and how my collective experiences in India led me to hop out of a moving tuk-tuk in Delhi because I refused to be carted off to the scamtastic scarf shop on the way to the Red Fort.
I can't believe that was 3 years ago now. Even all this time later (or maybe because of it) I remember it fondly. I totally "saffron'd" - n'er to return again - and do not expect to find myself in India again but I had an amazing time. It was an awesome trip.
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