Monday, August 13, 2012

The weekend

I had to pack really light for five months. But even so, I made space for Phase 10, Set, Pit, and Banangrams. I'm so glad that I did. I've been playing them every night with my fellow students. I just wish that I'd brought Yahtzee. I really wish I could have brought Ticket to Ride. I think the students would have really enjoyed it.

This weekend I was also introduced to some new friends outside of the school. I had lunch with a lady with thirteen adopted daughters! She's really neat and I have to say she's an awesome cook. The food at the school is not the best. And it was really fun to eat with the girls. They range in age from eight to eighteen.
This was rice, a stew made from chickpeas and ground beef made with potatos.


On Sunday I went to church with some new friends. Most of the congregation are from Nagaland. They all speak English and the service and the worship were in English. 


View from the church.

And I finally bought a towel. There's a "supermarket" a little ways from the hostel and they did indeed have towels and a couple of other things I needed. I'm thinking I may need to get some peanut butter for my toast in the morning. The butter here smells weird. Never thought I'd meet a stick of butter I didn't like. 

I got lost walking back to the hostel but three little boys were overjoyed to show "Didi" (Hindi for big sister) the way back to the school. I noticed them whispering and giggling and finally the bravest one asked me in English what my name was. I think they were discussing the correct pronunciation of the words before trying them out on me. The other two laughed when I answered and then laughed harder when I asked them in Hindi what their names were. Very cute. 

But I am getting better at figuring out where I am. I even took a Vikrum (sp?) on Sunday. Vikrums are like buses but they're tuk tuks. They go up and down the main roads so you have to know which number to take. You wave at them, they pull over and you squeeze in next to the other riders. I was with some locals when I rode it, but still... I think I could repeat the experience by myself. We shall see.

4 comments:

  1. How adventuresome of you. :-)
    And what a fun day. I'm so glad that it sounds as though you are settling in. Thank you for the posts. They are really helpful to get more of the feel of where you are.
    We miss you.
    Love,
    M&D

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  2. SO cute! And so sweet, calling you Didi!
    What does the butter smell like? Cause the Amish butter in Ohio smells kinda weird, too, and I kinda can't tell if it's just smelling its normal weird self or if it's starting to turn. Buuuut I eat it anyway.
    Thanks for the photos!

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    1. hahahaha this made me laugh. "Buuuut" you eat it anyway. It definitely smells like it's turned and given the lack of power at certain times, it makes me think it's probably not a good idea to eat it.

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  3. My favorite quote, "Never thought I'd meet a stick of butter I didn't like." ! Too funny. Hope you had some success finding the PB. Also... I'm confused about the Vikrum. I know a number of Indian guys named Vikram, and that seems remarkably similar. Are they named after the transportation? [WOW, that came out as very culturally insensitive and foolish, but... really, seems like it'd sound just about the same.]

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