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PressReader – a review


As you might know, this blog is not a “review” blog, so you won’t see a lot of products being touted here. However, PressReader recently contacted me and asked me to review their newspaper app – in fact, it is the largest newspaper and magazine kiosk app for iOS, Android, BlackBerry and Windows. (Just so you know, they gave me access to a free trial version but I did not receive any compensation for sharing my thoughts on the app nor will I receive anything if you sign up for their services.)

But I must say, this is a fabulous app! I really love it. Through it you have instant access to over 2,300 online newspapers and magazines.


With it you can

  • sort publications by language or country
  • establish your own list of favorites
  • listen to articles using on-demand audio
  • zoom in/out on articles
  • determine how long it will take to read an article (good for considering ad purchases)
  • share articles on facebook or twitter

If you want to see their demo – click here.

As I said, I don’t usually (or ever) do reviews but this intrigued me – largely because I have seen the world news announced from somewhere other than the United States. When we lived in India, we saw the world news as just that – the world news. Not as the world news according to what has happened in America.

Now, I love me some United States. I do. I am her biggest fan. Quite possibly ever.

But, ahem.

We Americans tend to be pretty centric when it comes to what we really care about. Please know that I know that we rush to the aid of other countries when they experience disaster – we are some generous folks with our sweat and our dollars. But for the most part, we really aren’t that aware of what is happening around the world. Or at least, the rest of the world.

Today we are consumed with the rescue of the three young ladies in Cleveland. We are grateful they were found. We worry that they will never recover from their experience. We wonder how this could have possibly happened and continued for so long And, we tune out the reality that girls are stolen all over the world. Every day.

Please know that this is in no way meant to diminish the horror of the experience for these young women. But, in the U.S., it is thankfully uncommon to lose your daughter – in other parts of the world, it is far less uncommon.

On the day of the Boston bombings, we gathered around t.v. sets for hours praying that the terrorists would be found. Twenty-four constant hours a day, the news reporters gave us the “breaking news” updates. If an ambulance moved, we knew about it. And believe me, I was near a t.v. almost all day long waiting, hoping for good news.

However, within a few days of the Boston attacks a factory collapsed in Bangladesh with barely a mention on our nightly news. Ultimately, the death toll rose to 800 when the factory caught fire after its collapse. Those workers were busy making clothes, many of which would be sold in American stores, when they died. And most Americans are very likely unaware that it ever happened.

So beyond the obvious benefits of this app – tremendous ease of access all in one place, the ability to watch business trends in other parts of the world, and the ability to easily research an area through local eyes before planning to travel there – there is the chance to become more globally aware of what is happening in the world and to hear different perspectives on those events.

If you want to learn more, please visit their site – www.PressReader.com

Throw Away Society…………….

One of the biggest challenges I have faced with moving back to the land o’ plenty is just how much trash we (continue to) generate. Everything seems to be disposable.

In Twisted Sister, I wrote that an old bra strap might become a shoelace in India. Many, many people asked me if that was really true. It kind of is. The poor people in India don’t waste much.

So when I consistently win the trash award for having the most trash on our street, I often think “shame on me”.

This week has been no exception. We want, we waste. Augh. Well, there has been a big exception. We have a tv that would only sporadically turn on. It is in the room I exercise in, so I would really like it to work. It wasn’t working so I wasn’t working out. Augh again.

The easiest thing to do would have been to trash the tv and just buy a new one. I am sure that would have been to the tune of about $1,000. Yikes.

So, number one hubby googled our tv’s make/model and actually figured out what the problem seemed to be. And then the solution. It required some soldering and a new part. We don’t exactly know how to do that or where to buy a tv part.

After some more googling, Hubby found an electrical repair shop. We drove there with component in hand. And, yes, I am impressed he was able to take the tv apart, find the component, and eventually put it all back – and even in the right place.

The repair shop was closed. Not just for lunch. But forever. Dang. I guess we aren’t the only ones who have been throwing things away instead of getting them fixed.

But there was a second repair “shop” listed. In a residential neighborhood. Hmmm.

We called to hear what sounded like an Indian accent. Small world. He seemed to know what we were talking about. He seemed to know what he was talking about. He was close by. We decided it was probably worth a shot.

Hubby knocked on the door. The electrician (who was actually from Pakistan) fixed the component. For only $40. Hubby reinstalled it. For Free. And wahlah. Our oldish tv once again works.

Now I have no real excuse not to exercise and our bank account does not need a band-aid.

The saddest part of this post is that for a brief moment I was so proud of us for choosing repair over replace. But now I think I will make that my motto. It is as it should be – fix when you can – or at least give it a shot. 😉

And if you live in NoVa and need a tv repaired (or other malfunctioning electric device) Farooq just might be your guy. 703.407.2702. Or email service@fhtvservice.com. Let’s start a repair revolution!

I came, I wrote, I got interviewed……….

The Indian Express is a newspaper and a journalist from the paper named Shoba wrote an article about expats who are blogging in India. Are you serious? Yes, I am – she included my blog in her article.


Thanks again for following along on my journey!

If you want to read what the other bloggers mentioned in the article are writing about India – you can follow these links:

A Girl From Foreign – this is Jurate who comments on my blog – hi Jurate!

Paul Ancheta

American Expats in India

Our Delhi Struggle

Cindy Bajema

Not weird, just different…………..

Before we left on this grand adventure, I had several fireside chats with my kids. One of them focused on different v. weird. I wanted them to not use the word weird – ever. Things are just going to be a little very different.

So, you what’s different, you ask. Besides everything, you mean?

Let’s see…………..

Queso is not here. Bummer. Big Bummer. I miss her scratchy cat kisses.

Milk has to be boiled and only lasts a few days. We used to go through about 6 gallons of milk a week – we are not doing that now. And, it does not taste weird – just different.

You absolutely cannot drink water out of the faucet – we brush our teeth with filtered or bottled water.

Fruits and vegetables have to be soaked in a cleaning solution for at least half an hour before you eat them. Even pineapples.

Electrical outlets have on/off switches. Yep, you have to turn on the outlet – then turn on whatever is plugged in.

My underwear got ironed yesterday. No I am not kidding. Yes, that is horrifying. It was especially funny to me because it was a pair with a hole in it. I am also laughing that my underwear is big enough to iron – okay, it’s not that funny.

The newspaper comes at 9pm at night.

Our doorbell rings like a bird chirping. They ring the doorbell when they drop off the paper. That is not weird – but a little unnecessary.

All of my friends and family are asleep when I am awake. That seems at least lonely and maybe a little weird.

I get a salad for lunch and dinner every day – and I do not have to make it! Raju puts corn in the salad sometimes. Bonus.

Yesterday we ordered McDonalds for lunch. It was delivered to our door. They do not sell hamburgers or nuggets but the chicken sandwich was quite yummy. They do sell a Mexican chicken wrap. That is not weird, but it is funny (at least to me).

Bear, Flower, and Angel have eaten something at every meal that they have never had before. They have (really) liked almost everything. The only thing they did not like was the refried beans. I can’t say I blame them – a little goes a long way.

Flower will take Spanish in school.

Bear has two elective classes – they are Odyssey of the Mind and Lego Robotics.

Angel will get to take an art class after school and a freestyle dance class. Flower is thinking about joining a rock climbing club and bollywood dance class.

Some men hold hands here. I don’t think they are gay – they are just holding hands.

You walk and drive on the opposite side of what we are used to. This is sometimes a problem when walking down the stairs. The school has arrows on the steps to help you remember. I think that is more for the adults than the kids.

There are men that ride around on bicycles selling things. They shout out what they are selling in a steady jumbled song. The first time I heard it, I thought someone was crying – now I just wish I knew what they were saying. They almost fall off their bike when they see my white-skinned self. It is pretty funny actually – I am quite sure they think I look weird. I don’t think their moms have had a chance to explain different yet.

The windows let in all the noise from outside. This is only a problem when fireworks go off in the middle of the night.

The toilet paper is not very soft. At all.

There is a lot more that is different – but I can’t use up all my material in one post. So, I’ll be back with more later. So life here is not weird, it’s just not what we are used to. See the difference?