We’re not suddenly bringing some divine light of technology to the disconnected masses. Today, we’re adding 7 computers to a school that’s already got 30+. Nonetheless, we’re treated as honored guests. Some local even writes a song about the dude who set this up. I’d say more about it, but I have no idea what it or anything else said during the 2-hour Hindi ceremony meant. I realize that if this were a Christian ceremony, or any other religion familiar to me, I would have walked out long ago. My sleeping skills are nowhere to be found: I’m alert throughout.
The lab takes a few hours to finalize; the cultural bullshit is planned for days. Late afternoon, we make a break for it with (feigned) concern that we’ll need to attend a visa interview at the Pakistan consulate. I’d write more, but narcolepsy returns and I’m out for the 6+-hour drive back, preserving my random sleep jetlag to inconvenience another day.