Showmanship!

Yesterday was a Bee-you-tee-ful day!

We

Walked 20 minutes to the train station

Took a 8:35 AM train (which was delayed by 20 minutes! Hah, it's not only train drivers in India who smoke bidis and delay everyone) to Boston
Jumped off the train and procured a map
Breakfast-ed at Finagle-a-Bagel
Shoe-shoe-shopped *Meet my new love: BCBG Max Azria satin flats*
Tried on funny hats and hipster scarves
Marveled at weird contact lenses
Subway-ed it to Harvard Square
Poked fun at an Indian family (grandparents and batteries included) who had brought their 5-year-old son to Hahvahd - a pilgrimage of sorts
Walked around Hahvahd's green and decided that Brown is FAR superior (duh)
Lunch-ed
Piled into a taxi (apparently 5 people can't get into one car...come to Kolkata, Taxi-driver-saab) and drove drove drove to Arlington
Chilled with BipashaBasu-RanbirKapoor-DeepikaPadukone-MinishaLamba (aka watched Bachna Ae Haseeno) *the songs are...baap re! so good*
Bus-ed back to Harvard
Subway-ed to downtown Boston
Ate-d dinner at a Malaysian restaurant *Kangkung Balacan - as yummy as it is fun to say*
Dessert-ed at the railway station
Train-journey-ed it back to Providence at 8:45 PM *Traveller's tip: InStyle magazine is the most fantastic companion ever*

And, through it all, we remained the most obnoxious, chatty bunch in any crowd.

I would've taken photos...but I never do.

Also, I noticed how much of yesterday was Bee-based: Boston, bagels, BCBG, Boo-Harvard, Bachna Ae Haseeno...Ahh I am clever indeed.

However, the biggest B (no not Amit uncle) of the day was undoubtedly USAIN BOLT and his fearlessness. If there's an image that embodies the true spirit of sport - not that I'd ever want to add a caption and turn it into a grotesquely cheesy motivational poster - it's this one:I have watched millions of hours of sport in my 20-going-on-21 years of life. And yet, when I watched the video of Bolt decelerating 15m from the finish line, holding his arms out wide, beating his chest - I realized I was gaping like an idiot. It was one of the most spectacular moments of athletic triumph ever. Some analysts seem to be bothered by the fact that, because of his 'antics', Usain gave up the opportunity of, possibly setting a record (i.e. a 9.59 second run) that is virtually unbreakable. I think they're missing the point entirely. Phelps wins 8 golds and is too shy to even pretend like it's a big deal, Bindra wins India's first gold and does nothing but shift about uncomfortably on the podium as the national anthem is played and Nadal's explanation of why he won the gold in the men's singles event ("The reason probably I won this title is because I have a fantastic time here enjoying a lot in the village") is possibly the most uninspiring sentence ever uttered by man. Bolt's spectacular "sod off" to propriety is a statement of daring that was seriously needed in a Games that has, thus far, been a very stoic affair. And to top it all off - the audacity of the man to do it all with an untied golden spike-shoe! That, my friend, is the mark of a true zinger of a sportstar.

Here's to another Bolt victory in the 200m (I'd rather he didn't shatter the record for that event as it is held by a personal favourite, Michael Johnson) and a Liu Xiang victory in the 110m hurdles (I want to see if the simultaneous crying and clapping of 1.3billion people can indeed cause a flearthquake aka a flood&earthquake).