Monday, June 27, 2011

The Taj and "Taj foolery."

There is a certain time you don't go out in India because of the extreme heat. That time is from about noon to five o'clock...Especially in June and definitely in Agra.

Our trip began almost being cancelled. A few of our guys set up a weekend trip to see the Taj Mahal for twelve people. This in itself was not the most simple task, but who goes to India and doesn't see the Taj? As the weekend neared everyone became more and more excited... Just until the details of the trip were released and we realized there were a few possible holes in our plans. The trip would cost at least Rs. 2700 (rupees) for travel by car and a room for two nights. On Friday, we hit another snafu! The program heads began to discuss with us the safety precautions of driving in India at night. (Being on the road at night was a part of the original plan.) As a result of all the chatter, four people dropped out of the trip. We planned and budgeted for six per vehicle; only six could fit. With the four dropping out because of the price (only about 60 American dollars), and the predicted heat and rain, only six people could go... ideally. Two of the fellows, like noble men, volunteered to drop out but that wouldn't be fair because they planned the trip. Now, we also had to either leave right after school or the next morning. (keep in mind this is only a weekend trip) There was for sure eight of us who wanted to go. We then spent the greater part of the afternoon trying to decide how to make the situation work. I decided to make the executive decision to just try to recruit four more people so no one would have to drop out.

This actually worked!

In all the commotion and desire to get enough people on board we found two more people. This made it a permanent TEN. (Five per car ended up being a perfect fit.) We all ran back to our places to pack and get back to the school within two hours/ by five o'clock. Getting to Agra would take approximately six to seven hours; we got there in eight. Being on the road was insane. All the backwards driving, giant trucks full of people with no lights, bumps in the road, and not being able to fully communicate with our drivers was a task. Shortly after being on the road, my car realized we had no food. The first thing I thought would be perfect was sandwiches. Unfortunately Indian people don't seem to eat those, and there is no such thing as packed ham or turkey here. None the less we starved only have eaten lunch at the school. Food from the side of the road isn't exactly safe... that was out of the question. Kilometers and kilometers later we stopped at a rest stop but none of us were down to eat there so we waited. Even more kilometers later we stopped and found a place with packaged snacks (cookies, chips, and crackers). The hunger slowly dissipated but it didn't help that we talked about all of the food we were already missing. For example, hamburgers, nachos, and guacamole. The road was a little less than rough.

Not too far from Agra our two Hindi speakers told our drivers exactly where the hotel was.
[Side Note: Maps come in very handy in India. The lack of GPS, Internet, and cell phones can greatly hinder any smooth plans one may have.]
We finally get to Agra. The drivers asked multiple people how to get to the hotel. By the way, it's the middle of the night. At this point asking resting rickshaw drivers for directions at a dead end seemed pretty fishy to me. Glad I was in a car with three smart and savvy guys. We eventually found the place, but not before going down some very suspicious roads.

We get settled in an hour and a half past midnight. The hotel we were in was just for the night but it ended up being five minutes from the Taj Mahal, which was great. We all decided to wake up at five to see the sunrise over the Taj. This was a good plan because we were there before the crowds and the dead of heat. At the Taj, we got a guide who showed us a few of the allusions. etc. A few hours later we were all hungry and unknowingly dehydrated. Our guide showed us to a popular place called Joney's to eat. Can you say BOMB! They had tourist friendly Indian food and it was super cheap. Breakfast sandwiches were Rs. 20...Cheaper than 50 cents. Thus we ordered a gazillion of them. Everything else was super cheap as well. I ordered one egg sandwich, one tomato and cheese sandwich, a fruit lassi, and a water. This was just the first visit. The sandwiches were fried and a lassi is similar to a smoothie...very tasty. We then proceeded to return to the hotel to move to another hotel. On the way we ran into a guy who had an antique shop and wanted to exchange money. He tried to rip us off by charging below the exchange price and then acting like he calculated correctly. What a waste.



To stay out of the heat we went back to the hotel to rest while the sun did its thing. We all would meet back up at Agra's Red Fort around five o'clock. But first, this new hotel gave us conditioned rooms. Notice I did not write air conditioned rooms. It was terrible. After an unbearable nap, my roommate and I inquired about an air conditioned room. We paid 450 rupees extra for it, which was well worth it.

Taj Mahal. After our touring we ate again and went shopping at a market. We didn't find much there though.



The next morning we planned to go back to Joney's for breakfast, meet up with the drivers, and go to another temple before we headed back to Lucknow. That didn't happen. The drivers were late and on our way to the temple, it began to rain. We made a unanimous decision to turn around and head back to Lucknow. It was a great trip! Even the bumpy roads, the flies, and the hustlers (people will try to see you anything) were cool.



We made it back safely...now I REALLY need to study.


Don't forget: "This is SPARTA!"


Sunday, June 19, 2011

Gunfire and Goldfish!

I have come to believe that I am just sweating out all the toxins in my body.
(I only walked to the river.)

Went to the river
found us some friends
couldnt speak the language
just sort of pretend
but...
none of that really mattered
and all was well
the kids around us gathered
that was the deal...
[ That is pretty much the extent of the river visit. It was quite fun. We exchanged numbers with three young ladies who live here... This exploration was incentive to really learn the language. Gotta love it! ]

The other night I heard shots that sounded like gun fire. I just laid in the bed... more shots fired and the next thing you know my roommate was inquiring in my room. We went to the window and people were gathered in the street; music was playing loudly... We didn't know what to think of it. After seeing fireworks, we felt more secure and went back to bed. In the morning, we asked Aadesh (host brother) what it was. He explained to us that it was a wedding. During weddings a lot of non sense goes on but without it, there is no fun...he says. This information was a big relief to my roomy ;)

Saturday, June 18, 2011

A Cultural Surprise.

Experiencing the first summer rain in India... The clouds rolled in covering the hot noon sun. Then the breeze began to pick up. I walked outside to the smell of what seems to be a burning tradition. I am unsure of what the people here are burning but the scent is not harsh...

It is monsoon season.

Finally, a weekend settled in. I 'm taking in the culture.

Similar to in the U.S., there is a large gap between the well off and the poor. That gap I think is greater here.
There are so many religions in India. The family I stay with is Hindi but it is interesting to know the different greetings one says to certain families depending on the religion. Many people have servants, which seems some what of a benefit because of the need for money.

People here eat later than someone in the states would on a normal basis. They eat dinner around 9 pm, and lunch is given to us at 1 pm.

We are fortunate to have a toilet in our home stays and at the institute. Few homes here use toilet paper. Actually they have squatting pots... built into the ground of course.

With learning the language I have become more and more submerged into the culture... Yes, I do like this.





Thursday, June 16, 2011

Nightly Update!

Oh this event was good. After class we went to a mall. I cant remember the name because it's sort of difficult but listen...

Rule: Not to stay out in India After Dark.

Fact - it gets dark here after seven...seven thirty-ish

A group of us - two males and five females - run around the mall a bit looking for clothes, etc.
By seven thirty we decide that it is time to go.
We walk back out to the street where there are many bike rickshaws waiting for passengers.
Problem: we all pretty much live in different locations and none of us know how to tell the bike drivers how to get us to where we live.
One of us (Ayushi) is more familiar with the language than the others...so she goes about speaking the native tongue giving directions and orders.
Now, these guys are like taxi drivers and are hustling...
In the busy street it looked like five Americans vs. five or so rickshaw drivers...the scene was classic.
So she tells the driver how to get the guys home and they work out a price. 30 to 50 rupees (Rs.).
She is then speaking on the behalf of me and my roomys. [[One roomy is very outspoken and the other is sort of the only child type.]]
She is speaking with this guy for the better half of 15 minutes who clearly had a big ego. He wanted a lot of money and didnt seem to know where it was we were trying to get. By this time a crowd was forming in the street. Kids were poking us for hand outs and people were trying to sell us flowers. A kind woman did ask if we needed help and we should have taken it.
One guy interjected and acted as if he know where we needed to go. After a bit of negotiating...all three of us pile in a two person rickshaw...hopeful.
After about a quarter mile in the right direction the driver directs us to get out.
CONFUSION!!!
We reluctantly get out thinking he was saying something about the police but he wasnt.
Question: Did you really think this was where we were wanting to go for Rs. 50...
Answer: NO!
So Tabitha is talking to him and Sabrina is taken back more than the rest of us. < roomys
I immediately get on the phone with our host brother Adesh*.
He talks to the guy and we are on our way again...knowing this guys is going to want to charge us an outrageous fee.
After we got back to more familiar territory, the driver makes a wrong turn (i knew it). He drives a block and stops..
Wait...wait...wait...
And... he was whispering to people walking in the street. That was a No Go.
So...I get back on the phone with Adesh. The driver gives the phone to another guy in the street. He was an older man walking with a younger man. Adesh gave them directions to give to the driver and we were once again on our way.
At this point we were near the school but unsure of it. The school is not close to the house but I knew how to navigate from there. It was dark and Im guessing it was dangerous. (Just as in any city...rough or not)

We get back to the house. :)

The the driver sort of starts a scene... about the money of course. I handed him Rs. 100 and walked inside. The others lingered behind me. Our host brother came out and his servant I'm guessing ( a young boy - he answered the gate for me) Kids were beginning to gather and the family was watching from the inside. Also, another familiar rickshaw biker was outside. He is super friendly though and a strong old man if I might add. That was that! It wasnt that big of a scene; it was a very complex night.

I thank God but I know he had us the whole time.
It was fun...a "for sure" India experience.

Goodnight and Good Morning.





I just finished the first day of class. It was CLASS... I love it none the less. Here are a few pictures from my journey. New Delhi...Qutub Minar. Worlds Tallest Brick Minaret and very famous. This ancient ruin may appear tilted but it is not. I believe this tower is also a sundial. The last photo is from another ruler who failed to get his rival tower built. 

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Not So Eloquent :/

Wednesday was filled with tireless CLS students and getting to the host family house.
Earlier we all ended up in a room entertaining ourselves with games after taking the placements exams. This entertainment consisted of games like "this is a what." Others involving coordination...it was funny and you know if you have ever played.

The school I attend is the American Institute of Indian Studies (AIIS). It is located across the river, down the street, and on a block from where I stay.

My roomies (2 other CLS students) and I just came back from a shopping center people refer to as the "Big Bizarre." We got there by rickshaw** - a man on a bike that has a two-seater on the back.
The main roads here are paved. Metal sits all the way through the cement to where you can see it. It seems to make some roads more smooth... Ill have to ask my 'buddy' back home about that.
So..yes there are people coming from every direction! Opposite to the US they drive on the other side of the street. Only even on the opposite side there are people driving the opposite direction. There are cows, stray dogs, people, and vendors on the side of the street... That is in addition to the motor and bike rickshaws**, motorbikes (not exactly motorcycles), and cars. Imagine that!

(excuse my typos please...im exhausted and half functioning...im going to bed soon)

All is coming along :)

P.S. (btw) I dont mind e-mails.

People are People Everywhere...

Where have the days gone? There has been so much traveling and running around that it's almost unreal that I have been away for a week. I have attempted to write in this blog for a couple days now and either the internet went out or I was way too tired to understand enough of myself to make any sense.

Since Monday, there have been more orientations. The orientations became more enterataining but they have also come with a common message. A message of safety and a message of fear. Don't Eat the wrong thing! The doctors on many of the panels have been greatly informative. I dont think there is really any information you can give a person who doesnt eat spicy food... Monday I did get a little sick. Last night I also realized my body was fighting off a sinus infection which I never get. I trust my body though...even before I became sick to my stomach my tear ducts were warning me. I came to tears just looking at the food in front of me. I'm eating better since; keep me in your prayers.

Monday Evening:

Myself, Jyoti, Harleen, and Kim (new friends... two are studying Punjabi in Jarpur**) went out to India Gate, which has been explained to me as a place similar to our National Mall. It wasnt too far from the hotel. It was probably about a mile walk. This walk to crucial! I have never sweat so much in my life. It was HOT! lol... At India Gate there was more staring. We were actually stared at by a group of monk which totally found awesome. People were trying to get us to buy things... we didnt but I did learn how to give a stern "no." Many of them were persistant.

Tuesday and Random Realizations (In Lucknow):

  • I realized my watch was taking bad time. I dont know what the deal with that was... the temperature maybe.
  •  This place could easily fix water and electricity problems with the implementation of sustatinable living!!! Its really ridiculous. It puts into perspective the inequality of the world and blessings from above...the ones some of us take for granted.
  • I've seen workers in New Delhi and recently in Lucknow and it's unfamiliar seeing one or two men working on a highway or building...in plain clothes using whatever small tools they use to construct with. It is weird because I know in the states people contract out for work and many people take no time to build or fix something like a road or a house.
I have those random realizations for days...

Anyway... Im in Lucknow. The streets are crazy ill explain that later. Another update soon!!!



Sunday, June 12, 2011

Tired...Kinda...

Currently in New Delhi. Today is Monday...it's 7am. Yes, why am I awake? Well, I suppose it could be the jet leg. All is well. Ill try to post pictures soon. The group of people I am with is awesome! Everyone is super motivated and I love it. Yesterday we went to see some sites. We also went to the Kingdom of Dreams which is a popular place... almost like a Disneyland for Indians minus the rides :) - Food and Shopping and Dancing!!!

On the observant side of things...many people stare at our group. A giant group of mostly white kids...lol. They have taken pictures of us... some of the people studying here have already studied the languages the people speak out here (Hindi, Urdu, Bengali, Punjabi...I think I said those right.) ... so at times we do get to interact but we have yet to scratch the surface of experience.

Well, its about time for breakfast for me.


Good Morning and Good Night.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Whatever is to come...

Namaste,

I am feeling the anticipation and the butterflies in my gut. It's a surreal feeling, and tomorrow we take off for New Delhi. Today was full of loooooooong informational seminars. We were told not to eat opened fruit from the fruit venders... not to walk alone at night (women)... to scream when being harassed... and yet to try Everything.

I definitely packed too much but I will be getting tailored clothes made for cheap with my rupees*.

I'm not feeling long winded. There is however a lot on the brain.

I've met a ton of great people. This program has picked very diverse citizens 595 of 5000 (something like that). Although I'm not ready for the heat, I am very ready to learn a new language and to learn about a new culture. 

Ill try to keep you posted.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Last Day Home

Tomorrow my journey begins. I travel back to Washington, DC and enter a world of Critical Language Scholarshipers :) Today, I am finally bursting with excitement... a rare live experience.

I have all sorts of thoughts on what is to come and on what is taking place. Being home, being in India... learning, living, adjusting, culture shock... If you could speed up time in order to see everything happening now that would explain it. It's amazing how time is slowed just enough for us to really experience life. Lets see what happens...

Monday, June 6, 2011

Anticipation





I'm not sure if I really will blog but this is a start. Soon - in like four days - I will be in India. Imagine that... I'm pretty excited. I am so excited I'm not sure exactly how to be. My current concern is baggage. I think i have packed too much. Since I am a compulsive over packer, it's shocking that I have downsized. So is it really too much???