At breakfast Thursday morning, ther was a group of Aussies sitting across the way from us. All of a sudden, a waiter hurried to their table... stamped his foot down... smiled... and shuffled away... dragging his foot... when he reached the kitchen door... he swung his foot as if he was kicking trash... or, as the case really was, a freshly smashed cockroach--"Honey, the soup sure has extra flavor today!"

A couple hours later, I was standing in the Rainbow Restaurant waiting to pick up sandwiches to take with us on our train ride back to Chennai. The only other customers were an Indian family. Grandma--I'm guessing late-70s, but who can tell... was chewing something... when all of a sudden... she looked up... cleared her throat... and cast a monster loogie across the room... and onto the floor. This happened after every bite and swallow she took: chew... sit back... look up... loogie...

After they left, I wandered to her side of the table and there was a perfect line of loogies--each one about 2" farther along than the previous. Talk about accuracy! I wish I had some watermelon seeds, because Granny and me could have cleaned up in some seed spitting contests!

Cockroaches and Granny Loogie... both before 10am...


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