Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Delhi

So we landed in Delhi to beautiful heart touching life, and ugliness that makes me sad. The beautiful part is the colors of the people, the colorful clothes that establishes women from men, different religious sects, and what caste. Indian people are fascinated with foreigners, and want to learn and share a lot. The men also like to gawk at me, which is a normal thing I think for women that are white to experience. We have arrived for Diwali. Which is like Christmas for us. Everyone is hustling to get ready. We also see the sadness of an ancient land that has compassion for all spiritual, and religious practices becoming a environmental nightmare. We are struggling to breath by the next day...they are becoming an industrial consumer society, but not learning from our mistakes!

So Spencer has some good traveling rules in India. Do not drink the water, ice, or anything that is not cooked. We are quick to make sure our place has bolts on the door for a master lock, and that the windows are able to be locked. But being the international man of mystery that he is, my first morning he takes me to his favorite lassie shop. This is a great yogurt drink that has usually fruit or sugar, but can have salt. He marches me up to a stand that has flies all over it, with men getting there morning lassie while they are hocking up phlegm to clear there lungs. He orders us to lassie's, and I watch the rules get broken. They start to mix in this big silver flat plate the yogurt, and water. They then put ice in a silver cup, and poor the mixture. They then top it with some curd or a layer that looks like brie cheese milk. We have broken half of the rules that have been presented...I have to say I did not get sick, and it tasted good! Later we go and get fabric at an amazing shop that is what Gandhi started to get the money back to the people. We get back to our hotel and decide to leave tomorrow. I am struggling to breath, and Spencer is slightly. We leave for Reishikesh the next day on the bus!

So there will not be pictures for awhile. One thing about India is that there is always many people running the show. So every time that you down load you have to pay for each picture by the mega bite! The government charges a tax? I thought our government was complicated! So when I find a cheaper way I will continue adding pictures!

1 comment:

evil cake lady said...

!! pay for your pictures by the mega byte !! dang.

i'm glad you made it to india. it is cold and grey and raining here in portland. i bet you are glad to be missing it.

hope rishikesh (sp?) is more to your liking and lungs....

love, jen