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Jan 1

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Reflecting back, looking forward

Happy new year friends.

Nha Trang beach, where I brought in the new year

I have never been a huge fan of new year’s — seeing as it seems so artificial (why is this the new year?  being an east coaster, in the dead of winter, it is hard to feel like it is a new year) and it always carries such high expectations, which never seem to pan out exactly the way you hope.  Though, I do like the idea of making resolutions — or at least reflecting on your life in the past year and looking forward.

For me, this past year has been tremendous – from making the leap to buying my ticket, to planning this journey to setting into motion all the small things that got me here.  I am a planner – I love the work that leads up to the big event – so this year was great for me.  And then — I left and started the journey.  There were some hard moments, for sure, but thinking back on the past four months, I marvel on my growth, my perspective and how grateful I am.

reclining buddha at the pagoda in Nha Trang

I knew it would be good.  But — was it going to be one of those type 2 fun things?  You know, the things that are fun after the fact?  Or would it actually be fun in the moment.  I guess I have to say that there is both types of fun.  But – what has surprised me – is just how good it is.  Just how much I don’t want it to end.  Just how much I want to keep journeying and seeing and experiencing and meeting and …. living.

So – this past year has been about opening up – embracing the world and all of its amazingness.  And its messiness.  And its craziness.

So – this upcoming year?

Well, more of the same, right?  More living and experiencing.  More rambling and exploring, climbing and peak bagging, breathing deep and sitting quietly (thanks Ed Abbey).  But, to tell you the truth friends, i am feeling a little sad.  Because I know it will come to an end.  That this year it ends.  That my journey will end and I go back to my life before.  But, it won’t be the same, will it?  My world is so much bigger now.

boats in the harbor outside of Nha Trang

Last year, a friend suggested making some intentions for the new year around 3 different focuses (foci?) – personal, professional and health (or something like that).  Following an early morning run on the beach, I sat with coffee and thought about my intentions for this upcoming year.  I reflected on where I have traveled, and thought ahead to where I am going.  I definitely do not have it all figured out, but I also know that I have much more clarity than ever before.

Thank you friends, for being with me on this journey, for giving me courage when I was missing it, for celebrating my successes and reaching out when I was lonely.  I am so excited to share the next 4 and a half or 5 months with you (see — i am sad.  that seems so short!).  I am so grateful for you all.

How did you bring in your new year?

Buddha, overlooking the city

Dec 28

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you remember, I show you

“you remember, i show you”

I heard that line at least 20 times from my cyclo driver.  Don’t worry — I have no idea what he meant either.  I thought I was getting a deal — a ride to my next town and my homestay covered.  However, all I was getting was a ride to a very touristy guesthouse and dropped off there.  Not quite what I thought.  And all through the 3 or so hours we toured back roads, he spoke, I understood about 1/16th of it, and then he would say “you remember, I show you” – and I would have no clue what he was talking about….

Yeah – that is me looking like a dumb-ass in my helmet.  The really sad part about it is that helmets are mandatory here so they are a major fashion statement.  There are tons of stores with all sorts of super cute helmets and helmet covers.  Seriously great options.  Unlike mine…

nice helmet……

But, back to what matters, right?  So – I have spent the past three days touring the Mekong Delta in one way or another.  The first day I took a super touristy tour of the delta — it involved a big boat, small boats, trips to try local honey and coconut candy, lunch and was all around fairly lame — we were pretty much being shuttled from spot to spot — very little detail in what we were seeing.  But — it was my ride into the delta (i stayed when all the rest of the tourists left) and it was a cool way to see a lot of different stuff in a very short period of time.

woman paddling in delta

traditional vietnamese tombs at a family house in the deltasmall boats used in canals

The next day, I took my motorcycle ride to near Vinh Long – further into the delta.  Though it was a bit of a rip-off for what it was, it was cool to take back roads.

women working in the field

I stayed at a guesthouse last night that is billed as a homestay — but the place was so big and the daughter who served me looked so pissed off (damn sullen teenagers! 🙂 that I did not feel like a homestay.  I was also the only person there (once all the lunch tour groups left), so it was a bit awkward.  Though the food was good — I had elephant ear fish — which is basically a whole fish they give you and you roll spring rolls for yourself.  Then there was a huge prawn and pieces of other fish with rice.  And soup.  Maybe the girl was just pissed off because she had to bring out all that food.  The high point of staying there was getting a chance to take a long walk along the canal – i felt i got a good chance to see how people live in a not very touristy place.  It was beautiful – green, lush and full of fruit trees (banana, coconut, jackfruit and papaya!).

couple riding their bike along the canal

Then, today, I took another boat tour (it was sort of set up by the moto dude — plus i had to find a way to get from the homestay to the city of vinh long, so it worked out ok).  This one was with a super nice man and his super cute little girl.  He took me through the canals – we also visited the honey production and the coconut candy — plus popped rice and he had me sample the rice alcohol (at 8 in the morning!).  Then we went and saw the floating markets near Vinh Long — which are just that — markets that are floating — they are on boats.  It was pretty cool to see.

woman heading to floating market

woman headed to floating market

boats with their goods for the floating market

In Vinh Long I toured the markets.  Vietnamese markets sell just about anything — from live to dried fish, fresh fruit and vegetables, meat, packaged goods, food stalls, eggs — pretty much whatever you want!  they are fun to walk around.

all sorts of different eggs to eat! i bet some of those are baby birds

dried fish in the market

yeah, that is a real snake in there…..

My friend Chloe arrives tomorrow — we will meet up in Can Tho and figure out our plans from there.  I discovered that it is not super easy to travel by yourself in this country — nothing like in India!  the buses and whole tourism industry (which is co-owned by the government) pushes you towards certain places.  I think that the ideal way to see Vietnam would be bike-touring (note to self for next trip here).

Tonight after having dinner in the market (no idea what I ate – as is the case for most of my meals), I went to the cafe that is on the water front.  There was some terrible karoke going on.  And I am so curious why the Vietnamese are SO into the neon flashing lights…..

more soon….

hope all is well — love – aurora

Dec 25

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So this is Christmas…

One of my favorite Christmas carols is Little Drummer Boy.  The bob seeger version gets me every time.  Brings me back to past Christmases with family — hanging up ornaments that my brother and I made when we were 5, opening presents together, sharing food and drink, laughing, talking, more food.

Last night, while walking back to my hotel, one of the bars had that carol playing loudly and for a moment, I was transported back to cold New York — back to my father’s house or my mother’s house (hard to be transported to two places at the same time…  but I managed) – imagining my brothers and I hanging out, or all 16+ of us fitting around the table for the Christmas feast.  It made me smile…  and then I was almost run over by a moped.

Being abroad, solo, is a bit strange for Christmas.  First, there is the fact that I am in a predominantly Buddhist country.  Then there is the fact that I do not speak the same language as the people here.  Then, there is the fact that the biggest manifestation of the Christmas spirit around here is commerical — all the big stores have christmas displays — and not being a shopper (even when I am not trying to live on 30$/day) leaves me feeling pretty disconnected from that.  Then there is the fact that I am by myself when Christmas, to me, means lots of aunts running around trying to get the Christmas meal on the table (i.e. – nothing solo about it!).  So — all in all — it is hard to feel a connection to this day — other than I know that back in cold snowy New York (ok, even if it is not cold and snowy there — it is in my mind) – my friends and family are celebrating and my aunts (and uncles) will still be running around to get the meal on the table for all 16+ people!

I wouldn’t trade my life for anyone’s right now — i feel truly blessed and grateful for this journey that I am on — and know that so few people are able to make the same type of choices as I have been able to.  However, having said that, it would be nice to magically (and for free!) be able to zip home for a quick visit, eat some good food, have some good ipas, visit with friends and family really quick — and then get back to my adventure!  but until then I remain grateful to wifi, skype, spring rolls and other travelers.

No matter how you celebrate the day (with family, eating chinese food, going to the movies) – I hope it is a wonderful day for you and your loved ones.  Enjoy, laugh, be grateful and eat and drink well!

Much love — Aurora

Dec 25

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Merry merry happy happy

If I thought saigon was crazy last night….  tonight there is wall to wall traffic and people everywhere.  Lots and lots of folks taking pictures of their kid, who are all decked out in christmas wear, in front of the store displays.

interesting combo….

christmas eve, saigon style

Here are some of the highlights (or moments) of my day….

  • exercising early in the morning at a nearby park — which was SO crowded.  Saigon likes their exercise!  there are even permanent machines in the park!  people playing badminton, an aerobics class with fun music and old ladies, runners, walkers, people of all ages.  it was great!
  • visited the Renification Palace – which is where the tanks came through in 1975 and took over S.Vietnam and hoisted the current flag.  It is pretty well preserved and pretty interesting to learn more about the conflict
  • visited the war museum – which has a big exhibit on Agent Orange.  It is terrible what was done to this country.  There were a lot of pictures of people impacted by Agent Orange — and it is still a problem here.  On display was a beautiful  letter that a young girl, who is disabled by Agent Orange,  wrote to President Obama asking him to think of young children everywhere who need help.  The most depressing part of it, for me, was that the companies who knowingly sold and manufactured Agent Orange have barely shouldered the blame and impact.  While visiting the museum, I could not help but think of Iraq and Afghanistan…..

paintings by children at the war museum

  • when I came back to my guesthouse tonight, I got talking to a guy that was in the lobby.  Turns out he is from long island, but lives abroad (currently in Hong kong) and is here traveling.  While we had a beer and toasted christmas eve, the women who work in the hotel invited us to join them for some food — some watermelon, some fish and beef meatballs and eggs.  And not just ordinary eggs — but BABY BIRD eggs….  no joke.  when I said that I did not want to try it, the girl said “well, you eat big bird chickens, why not baby bird chicken?”  Good question.

baby bird

This is not the first Christmas I have been away from my family, but it is the first Christmas that I am alone.  I move between feeling kind of lonely and a little melancholy to not even noticing that it is Christmas, as it is hot, busy, crowded and not my culture/language/community.  But, I also have been having a tough time trying to figure out what to do with my time.  An old friend is joining me on the 29th, so we have been emailing back and forth to figure out where to meet and where we want to go — but I have finally decided to stay in HCMC and head to the mekong delta on the 26th.  Not that there is so much to do here, but at least I can get myself all figured out and leave with a plan.

Ok — more from me later.  lots of love — aurora

Dec 23

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all kinds of crazy

holy shitballs….  HCMC is insane….

I will try to describe crossing the street from where I have come from….

  • Take the order of Bangkok (following conventional traffic rules and lights)
  • Take the sheer number of vehicles on the road of india (delhi) and make most of mopeds
  • take the lack of lights of india

and there you would have something a little like the streets of Ho Chi Minh City.  Lonely Planet has it in the book that one of the things you should do in Vietnam is cross the street like a local “one step at a time” because pretty much you just have to walk out into it…  and the mopeds trust that you will keep going and you trust that they will move around you.  and it all works out in the end…  but there are thousands of them.  i mean, thousands.  you know that movie Baraka where they have the high speed film of some place in asia (china maybe?) and all the bikes?  yeah….  it is real.

I got here this morning, all smooth, the hotel picked me up and it was still early, so i was able to relax before i went out into the city.  it is pretty easy to get around — road signs everywhere.  and during the middle of the day – the craziness is put away.  There are fewer street carts than bangkok.  They are still there, but not in the multitudes.  I had lunch in a market.  Stalls were set up selling clothes and shoes and t-shirts and make-up.  and then the food stalls.  I bypassed the pho and went right for the spring rolls.  they were so good.  so delicious.  I had 4 for about a dollar and a half…  and the other food…  cannot wait to try it.

Vietnam is WAY into their coffee.  there is a coffee shop on every corner.  now, i get free coffee at my hotel (free coffee, free light breakfast and free light dinner and bananas all day — that is what you get when you pay the high high price of 20 USD/night!) — so in theory, I should not be stopping for coffee but….  how can one resist?!

well, i don’t!  🙂  it is rich, dark and sweet….  so good!

there is a coffee here that they sell (maybe just to tourists?) that is first eaten by weasels and then picked out of the weasel poop and then roasted…..  yep.  no joke.  (well, although, it might be.  maybe all the vietnamese are laughing at the tourists….)

I got my bearings today and so tomorrow I plan on going for a run in the morning (my first in a long time) and then going to check out the war museum.  I have heard that it is pretty intense.  and then, I met a woman today who lives in the phillipines but is visiting her brother here.  We may meet up for lunch (I am trusting/ hoping she is just really friendly) and then I reached out to the couchsurfing community here and may meet up with some of those folks.  I am not sure what my plans are for xmas day yet…  there are a lot of different options up in the air right now…  all depends on what Chloe and I plan to do when she gets here.

Ok — more tomorrow….  I want to share more about how pretty the city is and how easy it is to get around (signs are up and the map connects with the streets signs — seems like a no-brainer, but not always the case) and people seem friendly-ish.  and did i mention that it is hot as hell?

lots of love friends — i know people are traveling and feeling crazy right now…  don’t forget to take a deep breath and celebrate the people you are surrounded by.

much love — aurora

Dec 22

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So long bangkok, i hardly knew you….

there i am at the wat arun (temple of dawn) with the grand palace in the background

Today was day 3 wandering around the city.  Around every corner is another breathtaking temple (called a ‘wat’) and everywhere there is cheap, amazing street food.  So, why wasn’t I loving it?

I realized tonight, it is because I don’t know it.  I don’t know its stories, I don’t know its people.  I don’t know its needs and wants.  Now, let me say — traveling in India and Nepal for almost 4 months definitely doesn’t make me an expert – and I would never claim to be.  But, over my time there and through my friends who live there, I feel that I have some understanding of that world.  But here?  Nope, no idea.

While I sat and ate my fresh fruit in coconut milk for the 3rd night in a row, one of the waitresses came over and commented on it (that I eat it every night).  We got to talking, first about her name tag that she hates to wear (we commiserated about that and bosses that make you wear them), then her hours and the fact that she lives about 45 minutes away and then about how she is trying to work a lot so that she can make enough money to bring her daughter back.  See, when the floods happened, her place wasn’t impacted because she lives on the 3rd floor, but the whole first floor was flooded, so she could not go home – so she sent her daughter to her village to live with her mom.

Ah, so now Thailand has a bit more of a face for me.  A bit of a story.  Now, I feel a bit of a connection.

I have spent lots of time comparing Bangkok to Nepal/India and here are some of my thoughts:

  • Nepal and India – it was easy to eat vegetarian.  Not so here (though I am sure you could manage).  But here, seems to be easier to eat meat.  It is everywhere.  From the dried fish to fried chicken to grilled hot dogs.  I had beef and pork for the first time in almost 4 months.  And then there is the unidentifiable meat….  yeah, had some of that too.

fish market

  • like india and nepal, there are temples everywhere.  and i mean, everywhere.  Whereas in Nepal and India, there were small ones hidden around every corner, here they are all huge and golden and ornate.  How many pictures can I take of Buddha?  apparently, i have yet to discover that answer

yeah, another buddha

more buddhas

  • there is no honking in bangkok.  seriously.  it seems SO quiet to me.  and there are lights and lanes and people adhere to them….  whoa….
  • there are women everywhere.  women shopping and cooking food and … well…. just doing the sorts of things you do when you live some place.  they are working alongside men and talking to them.  it is definitely a different feel.
  • people dress very differently — short skirts, lots of skin (it was almost shocking at first).  and the hairstyles?  awesome.  lots of faux-hawks and punk styles.  love it.  i feel so plain.
  • they are use to tourists here.  they don’t stare.  in fact, i am kind of invisible.  once in a while i get a bit of a smile — but for the most part, i am totally non-existant to them.
  • the markets here sell everything.  today i walked around chinatown  — everything from jewelery to clothes to rebuilt engines for cars to sex toys to chinese herbs to kitchen sinks to ….  really, whatever you could ever want.
  • people don’t harass me on the street.  no one is asking me where i am from (ok, a few of them did here and there) but for the most part it is hassle free.  no tuk-tuk drivers asking you if you want to go somewhere.  no sketchy dudes asking you where you are from to lure you into their shops.

HUGE reclining buddha

  • the street food is safe and it is the norm.  today, i had a lot of it (i kind of can’t stop myself…  which might be why i am way over budget….).  I had chicken noodle soup, pork noodle soup, some sort of curried stir fry with rice this morning for breakfast with an egg, a mango smoothy and fresh slices of pineapple.  and there were so many other options…  it is almost overwhelming…  and some of it i don’t have the courage to try….

dried fish for sale

In other news…  I had two big spends today.  One was buying two pieces of fabric for skirts – though that was just about 9$ for each one and it is thai silk (or so I hope!).  And the other big ticket item was sending the fabric home, along with a nepal guide book home (that belongs to katherine — thanks Kat!) and my india guidebook home and the two books and other material i have collected along the way.  So — that _should_ arrive in the states in 2-3 months or so….  expensive, but necessary.

I want to describe my breakfast to you — I had rice with a chicken red curry and then some sort of octopus (I think?  or maybe squid?) that was with green beans and spicy.  SO good.  and then I followed that up with an iced coffee (heavy on the carnation condensed milk) and then fresh slices of mango.  All for about $$2.  So, again, you ask me why i am over budget?  ok….  so all the fresh fruit — how can you indulge just once a day?  and then you can have fruit shakes with said fresh fruit.  again – how can you do that but once?  i guess it has been some time since i had fresh fruit like this….  It’s my christmas present to myself, right?!  (too bad my account didn’t know we were celebrating xmas).

demon

First thing tomorrow morning, i head to the airport and by 9:15 am, I will be in HCMC.  I have a reservation for the first two nights and then…  not sure.  I always get nervous when I travel some place new.  Once I get use to it and figure out how to negotiate my new world, i am ok, but until then, I get really nervous.  I will be by myself from the 23rd until some point on the 29th when I will meet up with my friend Chloe.  Not sure what my plans are…  i tried to make some plans, but have not heard back from any of the guest houses, so it will have to be on the fly planning!  my favorite….

in any case — happy solstice to you all.  much love as we start this new year.  i am so thankful that you are all with me.  i feel your energy, love and courage.  thank you.

Dec 20

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welcome to bangkok!

statues like this are everywhere — and i love them!

Welcome to Bangkok – where the temples are golden, the tuk-tuk drivers take you to shops to sell you custom-made shirts and orchids adorn your freshly squeezed juice.

I got in LATE last night — after 4 or 5 hour sleep in which I slept very little.  We landed around 12:30 or so India time, which meant it was about 2 in the morning or so.  And then between going through customs, taking a taxi to my hotel and then trying to unwind, I only got a few hours of sleep.  I did not want to waste the day, though, because I only have 4 days in bangkok to explore and EAT.

I do not have a guide book for here, so I came in with no real expections or plans.  I had booked a guesthouse before hand, (which turns out to be great place — i have just decided to stay here all 4 nights), but other than that – no plans or even ideas of what to do!

So, this morning, I bought a map, had the woman orient me and off I went.  My first plan was to visit the touristy area (I am fortunately not staying in the heart of it) to buy a guide book for Vietnam.

On my way there, I took a detour into a side street which ended up being a seemingly endless market.  there were vegetables and fruit and eggs (and pink eggs!) and then fish – of all sorts.  dead fish and LIVE fish.  there were several buckets of catfish – next to one was a little guy who was trying to get away.  Then there were buckets of eels – big and small sizes.  It was so fun to walk up and down the aisle.  I always feel bad when I take pictures of their food instead of buying it, so I don’t — but maybe more tomorrow.

On my way there, I was befriended by a Thai boxer instructor who helped me figure out what I should visit.  Then he told me it was a holdiay, so the temples were all open and the tuk-tuks were less than a $1.  In hindsight, I am not sure if that is all true — but the temples were all open and the tuk-tuk eventually ended up being free.

Basically, the way it shook down is this:  I had a tuk-tuk take me all over the place — I visited a few different temples (and given how tired I was, this was probably good to get driven to them all).  but in between, he carted me to different government stores — either jewelery or clothing places – where I could buy stuff.  He told me he got a coupon for gas at those places.  Well, since I am not a huge fan of shopping, nor could I afford AT ALL the clothes and the jewelery — I was not a good commission (if that is what it was).  And then, since I spent so much time at each temple, he had to leave while I was in one place – so I never had to pay for a tuk-tuk (my cheap-ass victory!).

The temples were gorgeous — so different from India and Nepal.  Golden buddhas, ornate bejeweled temples, and flowers and sculptures.  It was all so amazing.  Here are some pictures to highlight what I saw.

temple — and this one is kind of dull

amazing buddha

for some reason, i can change the orientation of this buddha but….. i thought it was too good to not share!

Then, I had the tuk-tuk driver drop me off at the main touristy area.  Holy Snickes….  talk about culture shock from India…  it was consumption central.  Maybe kind of like times sqaure – but with dreads being made, pad thai being sold for a dollar and being able to get anything you want.  And thailand is where all the tourists come, apparhently…  definitely a different feel than anywhere I have been in a long time.  I found my book and took off.  I don’t mean to be anti-social, but I just cannot imagine sitting at the Irish bar there, surrounded by other tourists.

my plan is to turn in early tonight and get up and take a water ferry tomorrow to the royal palace area for more sight seeing.  Not sure what I will do on wednesday and thursday.

Note:  i wrote this yesterday, but then could not get online….

p.s. — the grand palace was amazing — I will definitely share pictures

p.s.s. – the city is super easy to get around, signs everywhere

p.s.s.s – the carnivores in the audience would LOVE it here — fried/grilled meat everwhere.  some of it — i have no idea what it is — but you buy it all on the street.  In face, that is how you eat here — on the street from all the stalls.  it is great and fairly cheap (see below).

p.s.s.s.s. — i am SUPER shocked at how expensive it is here.  I am well over budget every day — and that is eating on the street for most meals!  Ok, I have indulged in the fresh fruit in coconut mile last night and tonight — but still….  I am not sure people would do this on less than 30 a day – unless they only had one cup of coffee (i might have had two and an iced coffee today) and no beer (i just had one, my first in weeks) and they eat all 3 meals on the street.  I guess I am just use to Nepal/India prices where I could manage for 20-25 a day easy.  and here — it would take work to be at 25.  And the grandpalace was not good — since that was almost half my budget for the day….  🙁  trying to tell myself it doesn’t matter but…  it kind of does!

ok — there will be another post soon with new pictures!  it is really beautiful here – and so clean and quiet!

hope all are well and surviving tlhe lead up to the holdiays!

there i am, in a temple

Dec 18

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So fun!

I have been staying with a family since I arrived in Gurgaon on Wednesday. Meenu is the mom and she works for Disha, which is the organization that runs that Outward Bound courses for The Heritage School that I visited. Disha and Heritage partner closely, are next door to one another and staff are very connected.

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Dec 15

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Outward Bound

Outward Bound seems to be such a bit influence in my life this year.  From Katherine, my dearest friend from when I first trained for Outward Bound, joining me in Nepal to Mike and Beth meeting me for climbing and trekking in South America — OB seems to keep playing a big role in my adventures.  But — my latest connection has been pretty inspiring!

I am in Gurgaon, a city outside of Delhi, visiting The Heritage School, a pre-K-12 school that focuses on expeditionary learning and has a strong OB connection. The school draws from a variety of progressive educational philosophies, but most importantly, they all connect and make sense. For instance, they draw from the Gandhi idea [paraphrased here, hopefully correctly] that students can/should learn from working in their communities — for example, that if you study with a master carpenter in your village and learn that trade, then you have learned all that content (which sounds a lot like Ron Berger’s classroom, to me). They also use EL practices in their classroom — today I met with 20-25 teachers and talked about how we use expeditions a Renaissance and how we organize our curriculum. We laughed over shared frustrations and challenges of being an EL teacher and shared some good ideas. It was fun to feel so connected to teachers half way around the world.

And, as if that wasn’t cool enough, the SUPER cool thing about the school is that they have a very strong outward bound program. From grade 4 up (to 12) the students go out on an expedition — it might be bird watching or going to the desert — or trekking in the mountains or a river expedition. Each expedition has a case study — so not only are they learning the really cool things like team work and importance of persevering, but they are also learning science and social studies and math and language arts while out there. SO COOL!!!! it is like my dream job — right there! 🙂

They have rolled out the red carpet for me — organizing three days of visits to classrooms, sitting in on meetings, meeting with directors, taking me out for fancy dinners — it is amazing. I feel so blessed. I am staying at the home of one of the coordinators – she is AWESOME! She has two teenage kids — one 18 year old, senior who does open school — meaning she studies on her own. And one 15 year old who goes to the heritage school. They are both so fun and warm and friendly. It is great to get a glimpse of Indian culture this way. The first night I got here — Meenu and I sat around eating snacks and have some drinks until 9 when she realized that we should go eat — and off to a restaurant we went — and did not go to sleep until mid-night! It was so fun! And i cannot believe the hospitality and generosity they are showing me… i told them they have to come the US and visit Renaissance.

Tomorrow my schedule is full, as is Saturday. And then Meenu is going to take me shopping! 🙂 Love it.

I will have more to write and say — I am just so excited and inspired about the work they are doing here. My brain is full — lots of good thoughts! I am off to sleep now, as tomorrow will be busy.

Take care friends — much love — aurora

Dec 11

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From coconut trees to camels

Pushkar is a whole ‘nother world from Hampi or Varkala.  I have spent the past two days lounging, wandering around and climbing up to two temples that overlook the small city.  There is not a whole lot to do here, so I have been getting ready for my transition and making plans for my remaining days.  But, here are some of the differences and observations:

  • well, there are the camels.  Not wild camels – but today I saw a guy riding one through town.  It was elaborately painted and with bells on it (like the women wear around their ankles)
  • Pushkar is a temple town — there seem to be hundreds of temples around every corner.  there is a small lake in the middle of town – and ghats leading into it where people bath – similar to Varanasi – however you cannot wear shoes down there or take pictures (two mistakes I made my first day)

Pushkar lake

early morning bathers

  • The land is arrid, cacti line the cliffs, and it is cold at night.  People are going to the temple early in the morning (earlier than I wake up – which is pretty early) – and they are all bundled up in scarves and blankets
  • Rajasthan is poor.  I read that it has one of the lowest literacy rates in the country – and that seems evident – from how foreigners are treated to dental hygiene to people’s homes
  • there are the usual holy men trying to get money to snake charmers on the streets to tons of shops with clothes that many of the tourists are buying up (speaking of which – what is up with the pants that foeigners are buying that look like they took a crap in them (not color, but saggy-ness) – but no Indian wears…  let me just ask the question – why?  why would you wear those?)
  • I have been offered special lassis on several occassions.  My guess is those are not just yogurt….
  • I have seen two cows that are seriously messed up….  and by messed up – let me try to describe the bizarre-ness…. Ok – so these two cows, seen on separate occassions — both were painted various colors, though predominantly red.  Both were being lead around by a holy man of sorts (dressed in long flowing garments – white or orange in color, wearing a turban, long beard).  But had a hoof (swear to god) growing out of it’s rear – either near its tail or on its back.  And the holy man was waving around said hoof.  which was painted red.  yes, bizaare.
  • people seem to come here from all over — well, yes – foreigners – but i meant Indians.  I have seen NRIs (or what I assume are NRIs – non-resident indians – as they are speaking english).  I have seen Indian women dressed in such elegant saris with the most stylish sunglasses on (think Julia St. Martin if she were Indian in a sari).

overlooking pushkar

  • Young men are flying through the streets on their motorcycles – which the streets are not wide and full of pilgrims and cows and dogs and foreigners.  But these guys are swerving through traffic – all wearing sunglasses, trying to look as cool as possible.  Makes me laugh that men (and women) no matter what culture will do similar things to look cool and show off.
  • Pushkar is a popular place for weddings.  As I was wandering the streets the other day, outside of town a bit, I cam across a wedding procession with a band – like a marching band.  It was great.  I stopped to watch – but could not tell which was the bride — many of the women were dressed in elegant, fancy saris with their hands henna’d.  On that same walk I was invited in by two teenagers into their house for a cup of tea — our mutual language skills were limited – but lots of smiles were exchanged.  And every time we found some common language, we repeated those facts over and over “yes, i am a teacher”, “i am in grade 10”.

you might know this girl

All in all, I have to say that I do not love it here.  Maybe I am just comparing it to the south too much.  Maybe my headspace has moved on.  Maybe I am just tired of being seen as a dollar sign — whatever the reason, I am glad to be leaving tomorrow.  I enjoy the smiles exchanged between myself and some of the women, I enjoy seeing the kids look at me and then catching them off guard with a smile from me – and then they break into their own smile.  I enjoy the different look of the people here — people are tan – not dark like in Tamil Nadu – but more weathered – and with the green eyes and the turbans and all…  they are quite remarkable looking.  But, all in all – i am good to go.

Kite flying just before sunset

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