A funny thing happened on the way to the bureaucracy today.....

Today we spent our day getting registered with the Indian government.

First thing that was out of the ordinary was the fact that the waiting room, filled with people from various countries, was about 50% Somalian. I did not expect that. I wonder what they do here.

When we finally sat down in front of the bureaucrat who signed our papers and interviewed us, he hit me up for a job. He said he had been working in that office for 32 years, was retiring, and wanted to go into public relations. I gave him my number and said to call me. What else do you say to someone who could send you back to America with the stroke of a pen?

I am not sure what I would do if he actually was to call me.