Never a Dull Moment

The week has been full of incidents. There was a night of all the men calling back and forth across India to find a chopper for a man who was badly burned in an electrical fire. It seems that transformers can literally vaporize with the load they carry, and cause a flash of fire. The electrician was caught in one. His Boss called all over trying to find a chopper as they are a twelve hour boat ride from the nearest town, then a long drive to a bigger city, that might have a medical burn unit. The first company chopper found, would not fly. Rumor said the pilots were out drinking, when they should have been on call. The second one found, stood by while confirmation was gained, and the coordinates to the offshore unit. It was the Indian Navy however, that came to the final rescue, and the second chopper 'stood down'. The first pilots are on the carpet now, even though they claimed "technical difficulties". Nobody accepts any excuse for the 'stand by med chopper' not to be ready for an emergency. That is their job, whatever it entails.
It's amazing watching men work together who are competitors in a field, for the good of one man. (I say 'men' because I have not seen any women involved here.) They work together on other issues too, phoning across the country and the world, lashing out lines of communication to form a grid of efficiency. The burned man is now out of danger they say, and they hope will retain his eyesight.

Can't they use bigger transformers?

I have been dealing with some tiny entity that invaded my insides and dealt havoc with all the internal controls. I finally took the antibiotic that the health official in the state said I would probably need, and I THINK things are getting better. Suffice to say it didn't allow for my getting out much to observe anything.

The plants they planted next to the garden walk, so painstakingly one by one, they just dug up equally attentively, piling them roots and all to be collected in a sack. I guess they were not suitable for some reason. They grew well. The soil is tilled and turned, by hand, and I wonder what they will put there? across from it is a length of plants that look like what we call the "wandering Jew". purple and green and a running vine. very pretty.

There are so many nationalities coming thru this place. They come for business, and for pleasure. I certainly have never understood why people want to go stay in a hotel for a week or two, for fun. Maybe I've seen too many. I'd rather stay home and work on a project..... for fun. Travel is my lifestyle. Staying home is the treat.

OH yeah, "they" were all right in their dry prophecy. Getting the apartment is delayed. no moving in at the end of this month.
...and someone waits for OUR room, too.