What I did this weekend...and other musings.

This was a fun weekend! It's been a long time since I've actually had an almost completely positive time...and that includes the insane amounts of sleep I've managed to catch up on. I must be seriously sleep deprived to be able to snore away like I have this weekend. I think it's because the weather has gotten nice and chilly (Bombay style..i.e. about 28C) over the last few days and snuggling up in a quilt with my favourite book du jour (I'm devouring each and every one of the "Adventures of the Five Find Outers and Dog" by Enid Blyton. Am I regressing to Vikster: Age 6?)

On a side note, I'm horrified that I think Pip from that series sounds hot. Hot like a British Public School boy who's being naughty...There must be a special place in hell reserved for people like me..people who find teenage boys in Enid Blyton books hot.

Anyway, back to the topic at hand (Jeez! I'm so easily distracted..what was that? Blueberry Cheesecake? - edit: Colleague was eating some at next table).

So on Saturday I had a party to go to..hosted very kindly by Guppie with the sole purpose of
1. Having fun
2. Meeting new, interesting, intelligent gay men
3. Getting us all laid.
While I realize that three points don't quite make it a "sole" purpose, I suppose I could combine them into one (Edit: Having fun getting laid by new, interesting, intelligent people). It was a "Come and bring a friend" type party so we could expand our "little black books" just that many more entries. So the party was at around 10 pm., but at about 8, Meenu calls me over to Zenzi for dinner with a bunch of people who I'd never met. And me being the sucker for not being alone at home on a Saturday night, and since I was already dressed up (at 8 for a 10 pm party..yes! My life is just that tragic), I went along.

And had a blast! They have the best tuna sashimi at Zenzi. What a pity it's an appetizer and not a main course (then again, with the prices there, I can only afford the odd appetizer..unless I depend upon the kindness of strangers). The conversation was fun, the compliments flew fast, furious and (runs out of alliterative F word). And my new facial hair was much approved by all. Well, the women seemed to like it (as did one guy...who "recognized me from my blog"..WHOA!). I didn't want to leave, but the promise of 20 hot men drew me away and into the wilderness that is tony Bandra (Not "Tony, Bandra" .. though weirdly, both would work). I got to the party to realize that the only people there besides the host and me were 2 old friends of mine...Anyway, began hitting the white wine rather early..and rather soon methinks..because before I know it, there's 20 people in the room and we're playing Twister and Truth or Dare (Yes. A room full of gay men in their late twenties pretty nearly equates to a private girls school dorm room in the 1970's).

Staggered out and back home to bed at 4 am. since I had to take an American visitor out to show her the city early the next morning. Spent a wonderful day with her and my friend Ro, walking thourgh Bombay Universtiy, talking about Indo-Gothic architecture and the law, and hanging out looking at tombs inside St. Thomas' Anglican Cathedral (very "High Church" indeed!). I managed to take some lovely pictures of the tombs and the interiors of the church. Here's a couple of them..The tombs themselves were very sad. Full of young civil servants in their 20's and young English brides in their teens dying in childbirth, of malaria, cholera and of "the heat", being murdered by bandits. Life in early 1800's Bombay must have been hard!

And then an awesome siesta followed by dinner with the folks (and the sister's in-laws). Talked about restaurants, movies and generic Konkani topics like sarees, old Mamamas and Ajjas and the various Amchigele caterers around Bombay.

This weekend was spent the way I like. With friends, with family, with food and with wine. With history, with interresting people to meet and talk to and with architechture. With dreams of Pip Hilton and visions of Ye Olde England. With flirtation, making up with friends-turned-foes and coffee with blog readers.

Suddenly my life doesn't seem as bad as I think it is mid-week. I'm happy.

Current Music:
Libera Me - Interview with a Vampire

Libera me, Domine, de morte aeterna in die illa tremenda....Roswitha, you're about the only one reading I expect will know this..