Economizethis

Guess where I am? In the British Airways Executive lounge in London, which is actually a pretty neat spot. I've got free wireless, free food (which is key for me), showers, free booze (double bonus...okay, triple), and I've been bumped up to Business class for my flight to Mumbai. You may ask "how is this possible?" I don't know. I think BA made a mistake in my flight booking, but seeing as I missed my connecting flight due to their Toronto delays, I'm pretty pumped. I get to chill in the Exec lounge for nine and a half hours. On top of this, BA served Tortellini with (again) complimentary alchohol on the flight from Toronto, and I got to watch Wanted (horrible) AND Wall-E (cute; reminded me of a certain friend in Ottawa). Life is good.

I've grown a little disheartened about my apparent inability to keep in touch with everyone. So I've decided to put up a blog where people can read about my travels, perhaps comment, and maybe send an e-mail when they have a minute. To start off, I've written a short blurb below on why I decided to make this trip. The inception of the India trip took place during my Canada World Youth exchange. I was the "token ethnic Canadian", as everyone jokingly called me, but I was a poor specimen. My Bengali is, um.."accented", and I have never taken to the usual Indian cultural activities that second generation immigrants seem to flock to. Before my CWY exchange this didn't seem like a big deal; I think I actually preferred it. But during the trip I felt rootless; a point hammered home when my Project Supervisor (also known as "Jesus" because of his resemblance to the great man himself) played Ravi Shankar on a tape and asked me if I knew anything ab