Two tin cans and a length of string

Arrived in India on Sunday. Took a a taxi straight to the Karmapa International Buddhist Institute. Well, not exactly straight. The driver, after I refused to exit the car on the side of a highway clearly in the wrong part of town, asked most of the inhabitants of Delhi the way, which took a good hour. On that journey I saw at least 5 things I've never seen before. India is mental. Really mental.
Eventually we drove past a large Tibetan style building. "That's it! Yes yes."
KIBI is an oasis of calm, but it's still in India, so the strangeness factor is high.
The organisers asked for a 'computer genius' to help set up the internet access for the students. None being around, the extraordinarily enthusiastic Dylan and I volunteered. We were shown to a room full of exhibits from the computer stone age, only one of which was running, and a cable coming in through the window ending in two bare copper wires, which apparently was the phone line.
A couple of hours, some additional magic boxes, a good deal of work with a penknife and a few electric shocks later, the internet access (wireless no less) was up and running.

Going to see if I can upload some photos, and go to sleep.