One evening after dinner, a friend recommended to try this organic ice cream shop on Mariahilferstraße. It was a summer day and the remainder of the daylight was lingering as we made our way through the narrow streets to the shop. Two friends bought ice creams, one of which was the flavor of mango and yoghurt. We kept walking while they ate. The friend eating the mango yoghurt ice cream made the comment that it tasted like mango lassi. As we've all been to India before, we had a brief discussion involving mango lassi. The man walking in front of us suddenly turned around and gave us a disapproving look - he happened to be Indian and happened to believe that we brought up the whole lassi topic just to mock his unfortunate presence. He then almost shouted in an irritated voice to my friend: that is not a mango lassi!
I remembered this as I was sipping a mango lassi with rum. I must say ice cubes do not go well with it. Last year when I asked a colleague about his experience with Matlab and Octave, he said, math is the debt you owe that one day you'll have to pay, sooner or later. I've been reading Jordan Ellenberg's How Not To Be Wrong. I especially like the part about the misleading use and interpretation of percentages. If you ask the wrong question, you can very unlikely arrive at the right answer. Dividing one number by another is mere computation; figuring out what you should divide by what is mathematics. So, unable to accept that my calendar for March is unfilled other than Stuttgart, I booked a weekend trip to Malta. Somehow reminds me of the couple that took the same bus with me from Rimini to San Marino and stayed at the same hotel with me and had breakfast with me at the same time and at the end of the second day both of us felt obliged to verbally acknowledge each other's existence. "Are you also taking the bus at 11:45?" "No, I'm taking the next one." "Doing some shopping?" No actually I was visiting a museum. Sometimes I am touched by this type of tacit companionship provided by fellow traveling familiar faces. Maybe it's just because I'm good with faces. Or maybe it's just because, I took the time to not only look, but also see.
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