So I think its safe to say I've adapted to India and the culture. Maybe a little too well. This whole... relaxation thing and festivals all the time... they work well for me and myself. Showing up 30minutes late to class (and still beating the professors) and having informal Chai breaks whenever desired (and also meeting the teachers in passing) it works for me.
It says something when, not only do I find myself walking on the street rather than the sidewalk, but I've stop looking to see if there's traffic about to pummel me you merge with traffic.
If I come back and I tend to eat with my hands... don't worry, I'm not nuts.
If I start wearing a winter jacket, scarf, mittens, and lots of layers... I'm not nuts.
If I try to barter my way through everything and assume I'm paying too much for everything (which I will be since a bottle of Pepsi is only 50 cents here) I'm not going crazy.
If I pass on meat and start craving hot milk and a butterscotch milk... I'm not crazy, I'm just thinking Sara's
Friday, February 19, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Agra
Still a draft....
As soon as we arrived in the city of Agra, I immediately started to miss Jaipur. The safe, clean, comfortable city of Jaipur. Agra is more of the type of India people tend to think of. With the green and gray water running down the street, and kids playing in the built up piles of sludge. It's a very crowded and noisy city and a place where I would not want to be at night by myself. Venturing outside of Jaipur really made me appreciate it even more.
As soon as we arrived in the city of Agra, I immediately started to miss Jaipur. The safe, clean, comfortable city of Jaipur. Agra is more of the type of India people tend to think of. With the green and gray water running down the street, and kids playing in the built up piles of sludge. It's a very crowded and noisy city and a place where I would not want to be at night by myself. Venturing outside of Jaipur really made me appreciate it even more.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Malls vs. Bazaars
February 2nd
The group went to Triton Mall today. It was a very interesting experience. Triton Mall was very Americanized and quite frankly it seemed mundane. All the prices were set, the employees were constantly following and bothering us, security guards at every shop entrance and even the escalators were the same; I felt as if I was transported home and had left India.
I've grown fond of the constant energy and activity that help define the bazaars. Rather than walking into the stores, the bazaars are set up for people to walk up to and barter from there. If one store won't lower their price... go to the next store and buy the same thing for cheaper. There's nothing like being able to go to a street vendor, buy mysterious food, and hope that you don't get sick from it.
The group went to Triton Mall today. It was a very interesting experience. Triton Mall was very Americanized and quite frankly it seemed mundane. All the prices were set, the employees were constantly following and bothering us, security guards at every shop entrance and even the escalators were the same; I felt as if I was transported home and had left India.
I've grown fond of the constant energy and activity that help define the bazaars. Rather than walking into the stores, the bazaars are set up for people to walk up to and barter from there. If one store won't lower their price... go to the next store and buy the same thing for cheaper. There's nothing like being able to go to a street vendor, buy mysterious food, and hope that you don't get sick from it.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Folk Dance
Last night most of us went to JKK, (which is a cultural center) and watched Indian Folk Dance. None of us had any idea as to what to expect but it turned out to be very entertaining. There was live music to all the different types of dances. I can't justly explain the dances so I'll let the photos speak for themselves.
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