At The Bottom Of Everything (2013) - Plot & Excerpts
I felt like the world’s most incompetent private detective. Only instead of my incompetence turning out to be a tricky sort of asset, where I’d stumble onto the bad guys in their lair like the Pink Panther, I was going to end up stabbed and tubercular in a gutter, picked over by wild dogs, no closer to finding Thomas than if I’d never left D.C. Never mind finding Thomas; just finding the hotel where I was supposed to meet Guruji’s assistant (this was the major chore of my first week) somehow turned into a three-hour adventure. First the auto-rickshaw driver (auto-rickshaws were what people called the Flintstones cars, it turned out) misheard the address I gave him and took me, through unspeakable traffic, to Chandni Chowk when I wanted to be taken to Barahkhamba Road. Then, once I’d found another auto-rickshaw to take me back, and once I’d finally found the right street, the hotel turned out to be three-quarters closed due to construction. Then, trying to find somewhere to email Raymond to say I’d be late, I got lost in the electronics/Styrofoam district, and by the time I made it back to the hotel, another entrance had been marked off with caution tape.
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