Munchkin Bowling

Erik and I went bowling this evening at one of Hyderabads many malls.
The ceiling of the bowling alley was so low I felt as if I was bowling
in munchkin land.

On our way back to the car in the middle of a monsoon downpour, a guy
approaches us trying to sell Erik a pair of sunglasses. I am thinking
it's raining and after dark, if he were trying to sell an umbrella I
might be willing to talk.