It started with the cab driver complaining about how hard and impossible it would be to take me to AT&T Park. “Oh, my friend,” the Indian cab driver complained, just like the ones in India do, “there is simply no way for me to be getting you there. It is like parking lot.” He acted as if I’d jumped into his car and announced I was going to perform a root canal on him. Continue reading “Visiting a New Country Without Even Leaving Home” »