Day 23: MIT Make in India
After a night of staying up, we saw off Kristin at 3:30am. Gonna miss you Kristin! Now I can finally have your bed...
I couldn’t sleep that well, but woke up after a beautiful 2.5 hours to chole! And a gigantic flying bee/wasp on steroids thing. I ate breakfast in my room. With the door locked. And nearly ran out when I was done. Terrifying.
I made it to the lab alive and began working on making additional prototypes out of paper for our trash can ideas. I started with the waste segregation for recycling with my horrible artist skills. Duncan and I and a few others (but mostly Duncan) brainstormed the name for the food restrictions app. Duncan is making great progress!
Then a businessman, Shaji came and talked to us about his organic spice business. It was quite interesting to hear his life story and opinions about products and markets as well as taking note of his businessman ways. This lasted quite some time and contained some useful information for the future.
We then broke for lunch, and I laid down for a bit. Afterwards my somewhat relaxing time, Duncan, Ching-Ching, and I went into the market to test and observe the food restrictions app and card he had made. Out of this came many interesting points that we didn’t really think about or didn’t focus on. The full notes are in Evernote, but some things I noticed (besides getting laughed at) was that the translated part was too long and took a lot of time from the shop owners, pictures with cross wasn’t that universal, the owners may not be able to respond back in English, and the phone app showing was a security issue. After the few bakeries we went back and wrote down our observations, and then when I came back, a courier was here. I apparently had a cake…? I read the note, and it was from my mother! Technically the cake wasn’t even for me but for the great friends I had made here. And there was the beautiful Cadbury fruit and nut chocolates!! People were convinced that it was my birthday…last month guys.
Surprise for everyone from my mommy
I finished my prototype as did Forest and Deepika. Raj talked to our team about the lack of progress we were making, and so after that I began to enhance our previously written business plan, do more market research for another products and prices, and then start focusing more on the finance aspect of the business. This all happened while watching the score of Wimbledon final. (Djokovic beat Federer…I don’t want to talk about it).
We went for dinner (meaning I went for nap). Then I drank (without straw so squeezed) a possibly expired juice box and came back to the lab to continue work on the finance part. I think our team’s plan for tomorrow (though Deepika left, and also wishes that we prototyped the portable toilet as the bus to Bangalore was not stopping) is to make a decent actual prototype and try to interact with kids.
After some work and making Jaspreet mad about not touching the Frooti and Oreos (no one believes me that I made a pact with myself to never eat Oreos again years ago but strawberry ones don't count), Duncan made me go back so I could sleep (yet somehow it's nearly 2am...didn't work). Daivon was also leaving, so Daivon and Titan came back as well. Then I remembered...there's cake in the fridge... Our cooking person was sleeping in the kitchen...but the cake... Finally we made Daivon go get it, but of course we didn't get any utensils. For about 15 minutes, we stared at the cake. We nearly 3D printed a knife.
Finally Duncan caved in and got his special knife. And then we cut the cake...into four pieces.
And then we heard somebody outside knocking to come instead. First instinct, NOT THE CAKE. Duncan takes a piece and runs upstairs. I take the plate of cake and run upstairs. And Daivon...Daivon takes the whole freakin' box of cake upstairs. Titan, the kind one, opened the door and managed to slide into Daivon and Duncan's room without too much suspicion. We laughed so hard. Like, so hard.
After we calmed down, we ate the cake happily. It was all right, but in the moment, it was absolutely delicious. Great way for Daivon to leave with. We ended up eating nearly half the cake among the four of us, but no regrets. Until we heard everyone coming up and knocking on the locked door.
We quickly licked our fingers and hid the cake under the bed. And for some reason, Daivon thought of the genius idea to take the plate and hide himself in the bathroom. We let everyone in (Daivon still chillin' in the bathroom), and turns out his car to the airport was here. Daivon finally came out, hiding the plate in the towel (though it was pretty obvious there was a plate in there). We all talked and he showered, and I told everyone that we finished all the cake when they wanted to cut it, which made them super angry and me happy. No one saw the cake!
Finally we went downstairs, but Daivon had missed his car. I pissed off more people (one of my true talents). Then we decided to bring down "the last piece" for Forest as he wasn't the one who wanted cake in front of everybody. Fantastic. We saw Daivon off, and then I decided it was time to bring down the rest of the cake. I actually wouldn't have shown the rest the cake, but I didn't want to put it back in the fridge, so I had to. I also distributed the chocolate. They all thought my mom was the sweetest ever (which she is) and I was probably the meanest. Oh well. I had a good ending to the day. Because who doesn't love cake.
After some work and making Jaspreet mad about not touching the Frooti and Oreos (no one believes me that I made a pact with myself to never eat Oreos again years ago but strawberry ones don't count), Duncan made me go back so I could sleep (yet somehow it's nearly 2am...didn't work). Daivon was also leaving, so Daivon and Titan came back as well. Then I remembered...there's cake in the fridge... Our cooking person was sleeping in the kitchen...but the cake... Finally we made Daivon go get it, but of course we didn't get any utensils. For about 15 minutes, we stared at the cake. We nearly 3D printed a knife.
We don't actually know what the point of this picture was.
Finally Duncan caved in and got his special knife. And then we cut the cake...into four pieces.
I actually cut it.
And then we heard somebody outside knocking to come instead. First instinct, NOT THE CAKE. Duncan takes a piece and runs upstairs. I take the plate of cake and run upstairs. And Daivon...Daivon takes the whole freakin' box of cake upstairs. Titan, the kind one, opened the door and managed to slide into Daivon and Duncan's room without too much suspicion. We laughed so hard. Like, so hard.
The plate and the whole box...all in their room now.
Some great memories.
After we calmed down, we ate the cake happily. It was all right, but in the moment, it was absolutely delicious. Great way for Daivon to leave with. We ended up eating nearly half the cake among the four of us, but no regrets. Until we heard everyone coming up and knocking on the locked door.
We quickly licked our fingers and hid the cake under the bed. And for some reason, Daivon thought of the genius idea to take the plate and hide himself in the bathroom. We let everyone in (Daivon still chillin' in the bathroom), and turns out his car to the airport was here. Daivon finally came out, hiding the plate in the towel (though it was pretty obvious there was a plate in there). We all talked and he showered, and I told everyone that we finished all the cake when they wanted to cut it, which made them super angry and me happy. No one saw the cake!
Finally we went downstairs, but Daivon had missed his car. I pissed off more people (one of my true talents). Then we decided to bring down "the last piece" for Forest as he wasn't the one who wanted cake in front of everybody. Fantastic. We saw Daivon off, and then I decided it was time to bring down the rest of the cake. I actually wouldn't have shown the rest the cake, but I didn't want to put it back in the fridge, so I had to. I also distributed the chocolate. They all thought my mom was the sweetest ever (which she is) and I was probably the meanest. Oh well. I had a good ending to the day. Because who doesn't love cake.
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