(Forced) temporary amnesia?

"What part of Pune is this?", She.
"Aundh", Me.
"And this?", He.
"Model Colony..Senapati Bapat Road", Me. Etc, so on and so forth.
"India is so dirty na, so hot, so much dust, no planning, narrow lanes...", He.

"Are you visiting Pune?", Me. Clearly bugged.
"Err..no, we live in Pune, we've just returned from a visit to the children in the US". Stereotypes.

Why don't you just stay there and do this country a whole lot of good, I felt like screaming.

The couple in the bus back from the airport. Fakes. The kicks people get, pretending to be aliens in their own country or city, right after short trips abroad.... Grrrrrrr!

I am home. Back in a place where I understand and am understood.

Current Music: Winds Of Change - Scorpions
(One of the best memories of my visit to Germany was watching a man strumming his guitar to this song, the whistle et al, leaning against a wall, on the cobbled streets of old Düsseldorf, whilst I loitered around, apparently window-shopping)