Work & biz travel has been kicking my butt the past few months so I haven’t been able to uphold my end of the Sepia Mutiny bargain of late. I was however, in Amsterdam last week (on business!) and had a few moments of (sober) time. ABCD dork that I am, it’s always fun to look for the little signs of desi influence…
| Honors for Desi “pride of place” in the US probably goes to Bombay— it ain’t too hard in most good sized cities to find a Bombay Palace, Bombay Bazaar, Bombay Place, etc. In Amsterdam, on the other hand, the Desi city that secures branding is Goa - the apropos name for one of the city’s many famous, euphemistically named, “coffeeshops” | |
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It’s well nigh impossible for a desi techie to observe the “bicycle rickshaws” peddling tourists up and down the streets & demur that not all technological progress is, uh, monotonic. These poor, exploited Dutch cyclists, if only they could afford a noxious 2 stroke, soot-spewing engine to alleviate their burden. |




