We are in Goa...ahhhh...life here is very different than the rest of India...its almost like we are in Europe...probably because there are way more Europeans than Indians here...I like it nonetheless. Cows on the Beach...today we saw a cow peeing on the beach...something I never could've dreamt I'd see anywhere...but if you are going to see it somewhere its going to be India....Beach life has been great!!! Reading, Writing, splashing around in the Arabian Sea...having a sunset cocktail..then a fresh seafood dinner...then off to bed in our cozy little beach hut...this is the life...Yesterday I kept putting off buying sunscreen so those of you who know what I look like (and I don't think Ive acquired a mass of blind followers quite yet) can image the burn i received...I did it to myself so no complaining allowed...and its getting better...I should be all ready for the sun in SE Asia....
The hummus here is outstanding!! There is such a large population of Israelis that the demand for good hummus is through the roof..Ben and I have been taking advantage to say the least....
Ill write more tomorrow or the next day right now I'm feeling a little phased by the sun....I know I know...poor me....
Monday, November 24, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Still Trying Dad!
Still trying to figure out a way to put a map tracker on here dad!!
I've had two Lassis since my last post last night!!!
One Pineapple and One Apple
I've had two Lassis since my last post last night!!!
One Pineapple and One Apple
Friday, November 14, 2008
Lassi Lass
We are in Kolkata, its amazing, it feels good to be back in the city, but not back in the smog. I've discovered here that I like Lassis, (Yogurt, Fruit and sugar) I was a little hesitant to try them at first because they are dairy, and im a bit sensitive to dairy. Last night was HEAVeN!!! Ben ordered a sweet Lassi, I drank 95% of his then ordered my own and wouldnt let him touch it...Partially because I couldnt eat the meal in front of me but mainly because Ive got it bad for the Lassi. It happened again at Breakfast...Ben ordered one..I followed suit...drank my Banana Lassi then his Sweet Lassi...Ive always had a thing for yogurt but nothing like this before...
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Darjeeling!!, China pictures and the Bloods n tha Cripts
I think ive lost all computer literacy over here, it may be the draining effect the food has on me..i just found a post i did in china and though i lost, and it has PICTURES!!!! yeah...well try for some india pictures next week when we are in Calcutta.
We have made it to Darjeeling, we actually made it here just in time to see the election...I was very happy and tearful...electricity here is sketchy so you can imagine the internet serivice...its beautiful here surrounded by the himalayas and tea plantations. Ben is out on a 4 day trek and Ive been spending some time exploring the area with a lovely french couple we met on the way here..they left today and i miss them already! we went to a tea plantation yesterday where they grow some of darjeelings finest. Then Xavier and Crystal and I bolted through the streets of Darjeeling to catch the Toy train, this is a touristy diesel train that huffs and puffs along the Indian Himalayan Railway...my bugars are still black. All in all a great day...this town pretty much shuts down by 830 or 900 so i find myself in my room either watching bad friends and americas next top model reruns, writing postcards, or reading my hilarious book called "Holy Cow" its a very funny account of an aussie lady's experiences in india...i find myself reading at least one part of every chapter outloud to ben...she is so right on..
last week we were in Varanasi, arguably one of the oldest cities in the world, the Ganges river goes along its edge...and i took the longest healing bath in the river, ben and i dunked at least 10 or 13 times...i felt very holy...if you know what the Ganges river is (and i suspect most of you do) you would know that if that were actually true ben and i would be in intensive care right now...amazingly holy and disturbingly filthy this river...we did a boat tour on it with a really sweet indian kid who loved his boat more than life itself, he reminded ben and i of an indian johnny ott...he even had the lips....in varanasi they have what are called "ghats" which i believe are just the stairs leading to the river, and they have one called the burning ghat where they burn their relatives corpses then put the ashes in the ganges..i felt horribly obtrusive watching this and particularly embarrased at all the westerners staring and gawking at such a personal intamite ceremony for these people...I thought Varanasi was lovely, however i sort of felt i was intruding the entire time i was there, it was like watching people while they are attending church or a therapy session. It was moving however to see the impact this river had on so many people...I guess Im realizing to get a real grasp of how other people work and live you may need to be a little intrusive.Varanasi also has a gang problem, we didnt realize untill the middle of our first night spent in this town...screeching, barking, crashing, falling...at the end of the night all of the businesses set there garbage outside and its a blood bath between dogs and monkeys...the dogs dont win..they come out beaten and battered, i wish max were here to show them how to stand up for themselves....
wow longest post yet
dad, mom, kara, jessco, janie, jessica
please email me your addresses
We have made it to Darjeeling, we actually made it here just in time to see the election...I was very happy and tearful...electricity here is sketchy so you can imagine the internet serivice...its beautiful here surrounded by the himalayas and tea plantations. Ben is out on a 4 day trek and Ive been spending some time exploring the area with a lovely french couple we met on the way here..they left today and i miss them already! we went to a tea plantation yesterday where they grow some of darjeelings finest. Then Xavier and Crystal and I bolted through the streets of Darjeeling to catch the Toy train, this is a touristy diesel train that huffs and puffs along the Indian Himalayan Railway...my bugars are still black. All in all a great day...this town pretty much shuts down by 830 or 900 so i find myself in my room either watching bad friends and americas next top model reruns, writing postcards, or reading my hilarious book called "Holy Cow" its a very funny account of an aussie lady's experiences in india...i find myself reading at least one part of every chapter outloud to ben...she is so right on..
last week we were in Varanasi, arguably one of the oldest cities in the world, the Ganges river goes along its edge...and i took the longest healing bath in the river, ben and i dunked at least 10 or 13 times...i felt very holy...if you know what the Ganges river is (and i suspect most of you do) you would know that if that were actually true ben and i would be in intensive care right now...amazingly holy and disturbingly filthy this river...we did a boat tour on it with a really sweet indian kid who loved his boat more than life itself, he reminded ben and i of an indian johnny ott...he even had the lips....in varanasi they have what are called "ghats" which i believe are just the stairs leading to the river, and they have one called the burning ghat where they burn their relatives corpses then put the ashes in the ganges..i felt horribly obtrusive watching this and particularly embarrased at all the westerners staring and gawking at such a personal intamite ceremony for these people...I thought Varanasi was lovely, however i sort of felt i was intruding the entire time i was there, it was like watching people while they are attending church or a therapy session. It was moving however to see the impact this river had on so many people...I guess Im realizing to get a real grasp of how other people work and live you may need to be a little intrusive.Varanasi also has a gang problem, we didnt realize untill the middle of our first night spent in this town...screeching, barking, crashing, falling...at the end of the night all of the businesses set there garbage outside and its a blood bath between dogs and monkeys...the dogs dont win..they come out beaten and battered, i wish max were here to show them how to stand up for themselves....
wow longest post yet
dad, mom, kara, jessco, janie, jessica
please email me your addresses
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