It is fairly common here for every shop, restaurant, etc., to have a guard standing at the door. They check bags, keep out the rif-raf and, most importantly, open the door for you. I have gotten so used to always having the door opened for me that this weekend when I was at the mall with a friend we went to a shop and the guard didn't see us so I stood there for about 3 seconds waiting for him to open the door. Then it occurred to me that I could open the door for myself. Clearly I've been here too long if I'm 100% used to having the door opened for myself. Oh dear. I'll have to get myself out of that habit quickly.
On another note, I find that the closer I get to going home (I'm going home for the holidays - hooray!) the less patience I have for the little Indian annoyances. Like going to the movies and people talking through the entire movie; the non-stop honking, etc., etc. Normally I can put up with these things fairly well but over the past few days it has just been driving me absolutely insane. I mean really, if you are stopped dead in traffic and cannot move, how does honking help? And why go to a movie if you are going to talk, and text, and generally pay no attention? So frustrating.
But India does make an effort to balance out the frustrations with some good stuff; I saw an elephant Saturday morning, the second Saturday in a row I've seen one. In India elephants mean luck and I have to say that I had great days both Saturdays...maybe it is the elephant, maybe not, but it is such fun to see them...almost makes me not hear the honking...almost.
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