Wednesday we finally got approval to go on base, so I got the tour of my future workplace. I even got to see the Kiran Mk 2 up close. It looks like a pretty durable, reliable machine, so I hope that will in fact be the case. The offices were small, but sufficient. They people were friendly and welcoming. They even have people constantly going around offering you glasses of water. I realized after about 3 or 4 glasses that I probably didn’t need to worry about dehydration anymore. Sitting in my new commander’s office, I remembered that Tycho Brahe had died from a ruptured bladder (don’t believe me, well check out Exploding Bladder). Fortunately, things did not deteriorate to the point that I feared for my life, but it was nonetheless a bit of a concern. At one point we were recalled to the guard shack to present our credentials. That should not have been a big deal, but we did waste more time trying to prove my legitimacy yet again. It seems everyone thinks I’m a spy or something. I guess I do kinda look like Daniel Craig (James Bond) would look with a shaved head. Or maybe Austin Powers? After all, I am an international man of mystery! Ha!
Okay, so moving on from the guard shack, we made a trip over to meet the base commander and had a nice visit with him before calling it a day and heading home. After getting home, we decided it would be wise for me to open a bank account so we hopped in the car and drove into the city. Once again, we were met with resistance and told we should come back in the morning because they didn’t know what paperwork was required. We said that wouldn’t do and then they did their best to accommodate us. That meant surrendering all of my photo IDs and signing my name countless times to papers that were never intended to be read… only agreed to. So you ask the question, how can you agree to something you don’t read? Well, you don’t. It’s India and you just accept it. I was happy that in less than an hour and a half we were done and my new bank account was activated. I know that’s all the time it took because I was timing… maybe they knew and that’s why it didn’t take 3 hours like the cell phone ordeal!
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