We all know Rotary is serious business but Rotary is also fun. Like most of the best things in life it can occasionally be funny too. It was a overcast October afternoon when three of us from our club boarded the train at Malda, along with our Assistant Governor, bound for the District TRF Seminar to be held in a city about 600 km away. ( Our District is quite large in size). A senior Rotarian, quite close to us was supposed to board the same train at a junction half the way and we were looking forward to meet him. We knew that he had his reservation confirmed, as in India we often get our tickets well in advance. The train chugged in the junction station right on schedule, but our Rotarian friend was nowhere to be seen. We got down on the platform and started looking for him, but to no avail. Even his cell phone appeared to be switched off. By that time it had started raining. We, drenched to our skins, searched high and searched low but all to no avail. We were about to give up when one of us found him sitting all alone in the Pantry Car store, amidst sacks of vegetables,cans of cooking oil etc. It appeared that he had his reservation all right but of a date ONE MONTH AFTER. On another occasion a Rotarian from our club was travelling to an industrial town about 300 km away. The road was good and the weather fine, so he drove his car all the way. Near the town was a bridge where one had to pay toll tax, and that he paid promptly. In town his friends told him that he had paid the tax unnecessarily as the local authorities allowed Rotarians through tax-free, and he was delighted. On his way back he wound down the car window, stuck his collar with the lapel pin outside for the world to see and drove merrily along. As he reached the toll gate, the attendant saw the lapel pin and waved him along. But did he go? Not he. He got down from the car, walked up to the attendant and demanded his money back, the money he had paid on his WAY IN.