The trip is winding down and this may well be my last post from India.  Yesterday I worked an 11-1/2 hour day after being sick the day before, and today might not be any more leisurely.  

I met another Yankee in the hotel; a guy named Don from LA.  He works for Haas, a company that makes CNC machines.  I was about to get on the elevator, and he was dressed in what I could only describe as elevator repair man clothes.  So I asked him if he was "the elevator guy" and he said yes.  We chatted on the way up until I realized that he was not the repair man, but another guest.  He is also here to train his counterparts here.  He has been holed up in the hotel for nearly two weeks and hasn't really been out except a two hour tour by car.  We're meeting at 6:30AM  to walk the neighborhood and see the Osho compound.

If you don't hear from me for a while, I'm on a plane, returning to the land of suburbia and big cars.