My usually peaceful meal at the restaurant was disturbed tonight by a bunch of Americans.    At the table by the window were 4 businessmen loudly talking about golf and football and drinking beer.  Next to them was a woman who couldn't understand the waiter, and next to me were two men.  These two men have been around since Sunday.  One looks like a New York psychiatrist, the other an original California hippie.   I haven't been brave enough to act on my urge to go up to them say "Ok, what's the story here???".  Since Sunday they have been in the cafe every single time I have been there, and I have no consistency to my schedule.  Earlier one of them was reading an older copy of the Lonely Planet guide.   So many of the westerners here are obviously on business trips that these two really stick out as odd exceptions. 

Another thing about the hotel restaurant.

Come in on Sunday wearing jeans, rugby shirt and sandals.  Find your own table, help yourself to the buffet.

Come in on Tuesday wearing suit coat, shirt, tie etc.  Have three people help you to your table, have the manager ask to take your jacket for you and get offered a complimentary chicken pizza.

Both times I had to wait 10 minutes and ask twice for the check.

Woke up this morning and realized I didn't post this last night, but had another Seinfeld moment today to include.  Overnight I woke up and thought of something that seemed really funny at the time, and maybe not so funny now:

   Q:      How can you make Calcutta quieter?

   A:      Put a "Honk if you like George Bush" sticker on the back of each cab....

It seems the karma works like this:  Seinfeld moment = good karma, Apocalypse Now moment = bad karma.   Sometime I will post more on this, because I have a fair quantity of both.