<sigh>
Here we go again.
Try to watch them in sequence, from his shitting bricks over shipment in Dubai, to his tentative feeling of thankfulness for having arrived in one piece in Kochi. The most mirthful moments were decoding his crawling feeling between the shoulder blades at immigration, and then again, on meeting random security officers. It is worth noticing that he hardly meets a police officer through his 30 days in India, and that's as it should be. There is none of that heavy-handed heavy-footed tracking of the alien that happens (from others' accounts) in Pakistan.
It was weird watching his videos, as he went through all the places that I know and love very much, from Kerala (poor man didn't make it further south than Alleppey, but still.....) through Munnar, and little bits of Tamil Nadu (again, a big gap; never went to the really big bits in Tamil Nadu, but perhaps he might not have enthused over Trichy, and Tanjore, and Chidambaram, and Kumbakonam, and Pondicherry and Mahabalipuram, the way we might have done. Mysore was, in a sense, my home state. Watching him travel through was bitter-sweet; he never really got to see anything. And so on, all the way up to Amritsar, although, again, he missed out on the hill country just north of the Punjab.
