Evening Schedule

My working day is busy, not so much with classes, more with people to visit in the evening.

I have two or three classes a day, extra curricular things to teach to teach at games time, then I get a bit of a break.

Then my evening shift starts with a compulsory yoga and hindi lesson from the swimming master, then a visit to one of the other seven people who have invited me to see them for an hour every evening, then back to my building, where I'm to have a conversation with a teacher's wife so she can learn English. In return she will teach me Indian dance some time which I guess is fair given that she's desperate to learn English and I would probably rather not be taught how to dance.
Then I get home, become excited by the thought of going to bed... and then the door bell rings and in comes the neighbouring geography teacher who rifles through my stuff, asks me stupid questions, gives me stupid advice and pesters me to get him a job in Scotland.
Then invariably in the mornings I'm woken up by an odd Indian phoning me and making irrelevant and uninspired conversation and usually telling me what I should be doing at that moment.