It has been a long, exhausting 10 days, but I am somewhat hopeful the worst is over.  The kids are in school, we are looking for houses and I have started working at the office.  I have time to post this from my Blackberry because I am at the airport cargo terminal.  We are trying to find my air shipment (including my computer) at the customs holding area. This place is crazy typical of India.  The first stop was the "Entry Pass Counter". I had to stop there to get a pass to get past security, but I didn't have a bill of shipment to prove I should go through.  After a few minutes I just walked in without a pass and found my shipping agent (who had the bill).   Now, they are saying that they can't find my boxes but to not worry as this is normal.

On the wall at that counter they had the instructions for getting your shipment through custom painted in big letters, running from ceiling to floor.  I was able to follow the first half of the instructions, but the lower half was covered in a wainscotting of thick brown spit.  Standard interior decorating for public places.

Anyway, I have no cell phones, despite hours of effort. We have no house despite days of searching (but this may change today). We have no car (except for the $125/day rental at the hotel. But we are here and not complaining.