Expectations

Hey guys. India is exactly what you think it will be times 7. Kolkata is an exaggerated cararicature of what I expected and has been amazing. Firstly, I'd just like to let mum and dad know that my taxi driver would have failed his restricted as well. He didn't indicate once, mainly because he didn't have any indicators, he changed lanes with checking his blind zones or "mirrors" and spent 3/4 of the ride talking on his phone so don't get worried about my missing of one road works sign. Today we went to Mother Teresa's centre and I realised what amazingly special things people can do when they sacrifice for and believe in something, her story is pretty inspiring. Also Singapore was mint and mum I got a shirt that you will love. We spent most of our time in Singapore walking around in the ridiculous humidity and heat with Mr Skeen's confidence masking the fact that at many times he didn't really seem to know where he was going but it was pretty cool. Took some photos of the high class shops like Lacoste and Gucci for you Patrick. As I write this Tubby, Mitchell and I are sitting in the sweaty, dirty and dark upper floor of a random internet cafe in the middle of Kolkata and loving it.

George (the cool one)