While I was trying to sleep off some of my jet lag in little spurts today, I think the birds, bugs, and monkeys (?) were having their own Hunger Games above my cottage. Whatever, I fell asleep. I think there was an owl there as well. If I was in a “Creatures of India” Hunger Games, I’d want to be the owl.
So I arrived in India and I don’t know how to describe it. I’m just sort of taking it all in right now. I’m in a little village/dance retreat where we are holding rehearsals. So I’m glad I’m kind of being eased in to India this way before taking on Bangalore, Pune, Mumbai, and Delhi in the days to come. Oh small town Ontario boy, you’re in for a shock.
But it is quite nice here. Just saw my first Indian sunset... had my first Indian Indian food... got my first mosquito bite... Hopefully it didn’t carry malaria. But I have pills to counter that. But on the topic of food, it is all so immensely rich and I am sure my body is going to take a while to adjust. Delicious, but my stomach starts to yell at me after one too many scoops into the dal or biryani. WHATEVER, STOMACH.
Now it’s time for BATHROOM CONDITIONS. No toilet paper = hose. Enough said. Also, the shower head in my bathroom is quite erratic (picture one of those Silly Sprinklers... come to think of it, those frightened me immensely), so it’s bucket time! I know I’m not giving you great insight into all Indian bathroom conditions, but there are mine. Aren’t you glad you read them?
Last night I was awake for 3 hours in between 2:30am and 5:30am in which I reviewed my purpose, future, and goals of India. I ended up counting backwards from 300 in a desperate attempt to avoid self-reflection. I’m the worst.
Classical Indian dancing tonight (we’re celebrating Bashir’s [one of the actors] birthday). I’m going to come back with some killa moves.
So I arrived in India and I don’t know how to describe it. I’m just sort of taking it all in right now. I’m in a little village/dance retreat where we are holding rehearsals. So I’m glad I’m kind of being eased in to India this way before taking on Bangalore, Pune, Mumbai, and Delhi in the days to come. Oh small town Ontario boy, you’re in for a shock.
But it is quite nice here. Just saw my first Indian sunset... had my first Indian Indian food... got my first mosquito bite... Hopefully it didn’t carry malaria. But I have pills to counter that. But on the topic of food, it is all so immensely rich and I am sure my body is going to take a while to adjust. Delicious, but my stomach starts to yell at me after one too many scoops into the dal or biryani. WHATEVER, STOMACH.
Now it’s time for BATHROOM CONDITIONS. No toilet paper = hose. Enough said. Also, the shower head in my bathroom is quite erratic (picture one of those Silly Sprinklers... come to think of it, those frightened me immensely), so it’s bucket time! I know I’m not giving you great insight into all Indian bathroom conditions, but there are mine. Aren’t you glad you read them?
Last night I was awake for 3 hours in between 2:30am and 5:30am in which I reviewed my purpose, future, and goals of India. I ended up counting backwards from 300 in a desperate attempt to avoid self-reflection. I’m the worst.
Classical Indian dancing tonight (we’re celebrating Bashir’s [one of the actors] birthday). I’m going to come back with some killa moves.
"First mosquito bite"
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