From Bollywood to Hollywood, well not quite...

but my travels across the big pond have led me to a now very cold Washington DC.

It's nice. Very nice. But to date, I'll be honest, I've not seen so much of it... as I'm stuck in a little known place called Rockville. Actually not that little known... REM wrote a song called "Don't go back to Rockville" Jeeez, need I say more?

Imagine a cross between Twin Peaks, the M25 and Aggrestic from Weeds, that's Rockville..

It's not for forever though, so I must not gripe too much. We will eventually be moving to a tiny flat surrounded by huge Embassies in central DC, everyone will mistakenly think we're rather well off - I will be able to walk to Dunkin Donuts (the coffee is cheaper and way better than Starbys) a discovery led by Lady Adventure Williams, thank you very much! and B will be able to hoof it to work rather than having to cross a 6 lane freeway and then catching a 40 min red line train into the centre...

India feels like a long way away. It's not just the ridiculous drop in temperature... it's the colours too. Everything here is just a bit beige and drab. I miss the pinks and reds and general flamboyancy of Bombay, dare I say it... I even miss the noise. It's so damn quiet here, I can here myself think!

But then there's always REM to fill the void... Enjoy :)

BNB x

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fXCjSgItgw