Life on the farm

The owner of our school has taken a liking to us, at least that's all I can assume after he invited us over to his house. He fed us delicious lychee juice and then offered us some fruit from his farm. Mr. Noble is a respectable business man who originally got into computers with electronics engineering back in the day in college and the only reason he opened a school to teach about networking was because he needed employees. Something along the lines of him needing people to help set up his networks, but he knew more about routers than they did and they would charge him large amounts of money and later he would just have to fix it anyway. So he didn't start his school to get rich and if you see the low prices on his classes (even for Indian standards) you can tell that it's not really for him to get rich (although he seems to have other methods for it since he is probably one of the wealthiest Indian/any nationality man I will be likely to meet). 

We told him about our previous attempts at trying to walk around the KBR National park and he said that he goes every morning and would be happy to take us with him. So we walk around the park with him and he took us out to see his farm house over the weekend. Since he said that normally no one lived there and that he only really went there on weekends and had only started it this year -- I had been expecting a small lot with a few trees and maybe some vegetables. But being Mr. Noble, it was a large few acre plot with almost a hundred fruit trees (mango, papaya, goa, sweet lime, etc), vegetables, three coops of birds-- more than 20 chickens, then geese, ducks, and about 50 love birds. There were also two houses on the property a few fountains and a field perfect for playing cricket. Actually, I can't validate that cricket comment. I have no idea how you play cricket or what the requirements are on the size of the field, only that it seems people play it on any sort of field if they can. I guess if they can't play cricket then at least the crickets can play on it.

Papaya, how did I never know how delicious you were?

The alien fruit that you saw in fruit stand pictures earlier,
turns out it was a papaya.

Pure deliciousness.

View of the lane at the farm house.

Ducks with weird faces.

The goose pond, different from the duck pond, of course.

Geese scare me, nothing is more terrifying than a goose hiss.

Goa fruit tree.

Apparently goa are also known as guava.