My trip to India ended with a horrific 16 hour drive from Dharamshala back to Delhi, and me sticking my arm up to the elbow into a Dhaba squat toilet to retrieve my dropped iPhone. Several days and a bag of rice later, the phone miraculously seemed to work in every way, but I got a new one because, well, once a toilet phone, always a toilet phone. It had other people’s poop on it when I pulled it out. India!
Enjoying the greenery. Day 38.
Doin’ work.
Day 34 - Capturing goat sounds in Kasol
Riding in the picture car by India gate.
Jaldi - faster
Jaldi karo - do it quickly
Chalo - hurry
Kya? - what?
…you can tell I’m on set.
Day 10. I drank a beer in a car for the first time. Subodh totally made it seem legal. Oh, also: sound umbrella. Pretty awesome.
My boom operator bought me an ice cream by India Gate when we were on lunch. When I went to try to find a trash can for the wrapper, he told me to just throw it on the ground. I protested, so he made me give it to him, then he threw it on the ground. My utility informed me, “this is India.”
Alright, so…
Greg made his way into the EXPRESS Spring 2012 TV commercial.
Yup.
