Magic World of Calcutta
I arrived with my Sri Lankan Tamil friend, Devarhajan Mahessawaran (I committed the name to memory) at Calcutta customs fairly tipsy on whiskey (it's a long but interesting story). As all the other passengers from the same (and only) flight were also tipsy and reeking of alcohol, there were no problems.
I quickly sobered up in the parking lot, though; it was so surreal. A taxi driver offered us a cheap price, but on condition that we walk to his taxi, which for some strange reason (welcome
