So, when I said there was someone look down and chuckling at
my life I meant it. When I arrived at the school today with my 71 pounds of
luggage and I climbed the 2 flights of stairs to get to our commune with said
luggage I see that there are no little cots set up for us. So I’m thinking
hmmm…maybe they will set them up now, or maybe they waited so we could help
them? Both of those thoughts were wrong.
I will now be sleeping on the floor…on a very thin mattress. What is happening
here? I just don’t even know…So to recap: I left a house that is getting an
actual shower, I lost my toilet privileges, I will be sleeping in a room with
45 children, and together we will be sleeping on the floor. My life is a huge
lol. O and there’s not toilet paper. O and we don’t know how to use the toilet.
Great. SOOOO MUCH CULTURE!
PICS TO COME! (on FB)- pic 1
I washed my clothes today! It was a fail. For those of you
that know me, you know that I don’t joke. I don’t kid, I don’t do anything of
the sorts, I don’t like it, it’s not my strong suit. So when I tell you that adter
washing my clothes they were actually dirtier than they were before you have no
chouce but to believe me. I can’t even tell you what happened, Iw as washing my
clothes I hung them to dry then these random weird stains appeared. WHAT IS
GOING ON? The stains weren’t there when I packed my clothes, they weren’t there
when I wore my clothes, they were there AFTER I WASHED THEM! I just can’t…O and
to make matters 110% worse, after I washed my clothes and hung them to dry and
sat down it started POURING. I’m not talking about a little drizzle, I’m
talking about a freaking ocean coming out of the sky. My clothes are still wet
to this moment.
We were setting up our floor spaces at the school and there
was a very cute tiny human named Domeni, her a pic. Now let me explain the pic,
Rumaire (the intern from PR) was super excited about taking a picture with her,
so she sat right down and scooped her up into big hug, well apparently they
don’t hug much here, hence the terrified look on poor Domeni’s face. I laughed
a lot about this photo.
So the people at the school who are taking care of us, don’t speak English, they don’t sign, they
speak a language that we don’t know. So this communication game jut got really
tricky. They’re both super nice though, we just all do that thing that people
do when they don’t understand someone, that haha..ok…uhh… So we’re really just
standing around looking at each other.
O, there was a camel walking down the street today…casual.
When I was in the toot toot coming to the school I had
another end of life vision. Let me tell you what it was like. For those of you
that have seen Harry Potter (can’t remember which one) The scene where the
Hogwarts double decker squezzes into a tiny sixe in order to fit through 2
normal double decker buses and they just barely made, remember that? Remember
that was able to happen because of magic. There is no magic on the roads in
India. What actually happened was my
toot toot was in between a car and bus and I thought death was there to grab me.
I leaned out my toot toot touched the bus beside me, leaned back and said “I
just touched that bus and that’s HUGE problem.” I had my sassy pants all the
way on, and I was looking at the driver for an explanation or at least hoping
he was going to move, he looked at me ignored me and drove even further into
the belly of the beast.
Culture everywhere,
Leigh
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