First, I went to Nepal to get a new Indian visa. Although Americans can get up to 10 year tourist visas, I can only get 6 months, so it was a good excuse to go to Nepal and see Kathmandu and Pokhara while waiting for my visa to get approved. (unfortunately, I only got a 4 month visa, which means I'll have to go somewhere else (Sri Lanka?) in October...).
After going to the Indian Embassy at the whee hours of the morning, I had one week until I was supposed to return to pick up my passport, so we did a lot of sightseeing.
Here's a bunch of people pushing, shoving, and fighting to get water from the water truck.One thing I've learned is how precious water is. It's not just Nepal, but almost the entire Indian subcontinent. I'm pretty sure one of my typical long morning showers in the US would equal to about all the water I use here in two weeks.
We were told that we have to go to Pokhara, which is at the foot of the Annapurna range, and a starting point for the most popular trekking routes of Nepal. On the way there, we decided to take the local night bus. It wasn't too bad, but it was strange: the front half of the bus had people, the rooftop had lots of plants, and the back half was filled with chickens (thankfully in nice little boxes).
On our last full day in Nepal, we decided to go to Bhaktipur, which is supposed to be the best kept medieval Nepali town. It was a really nice place. Clean, no honking horns, and speeding motorcycles (it's a pedestrian town), and the architecture of the entire town was well preserved, unlike most other areas. Some German firm donated millions to restore and maintain the town.On to some random pics:
After my visa run/vacation in Nepal, we flew back to Delhi, met with some people we knew there, and then headed to Haridwar to meet up with another EMIer to head off to our projects. Edwin was supposed to join us, but he got sick, so he went back to Mussoorie (he looked like a skeleton, stupid stomach), so it was just two of us heading down to Orissa on a 36 hour train ride right after a 10 hour ride to Haridwar... and then it happened. The worst migraine headache I've ever had on a 36 hour train ride filled with crying babies, annoying kids, bright lights, lots of noises, and lots of bouncing around... It's strange, that was the first time in my life really got homesick (I just wanted my quite soft bed, my momma's cooking, and the familiarity of my family, friends, and house), and it was the first time I really started to hate some things about India. I think it's an unavoidable part of adjusting to a new culture, but it hit me so suddenly. I loved (almost) everything about India up until that point, but suddenly, I started thinking "Make that baby shut up. Why don't Indians discipline their rowdy children? Why do Indians smell different? Why are they so loud and obnoxious? Why are they so inconsiderate? Why..." What really sucked was that we were down in Orissa to meet with this new ministry we'll be working with, but I was drugged up and lying in pain the whole time we were there.
I slowly began to recover, and by the time we went to our next destination, I was kind of functional. It was a hospital sight where God's doing some amazing work. I can't go too much into details, but people are being treated, educated,
trained, and discipled all at the same place. Lives are being given hope mentally, physically, and spiritually! After staying there a little bit, I hopped on a 24 hour train to head back to Mussoorie. It's not exactly the US, but it was so nice to be somewhere familiar after all the traveling and stuff.
So, this is part 1 of my travels, I'll be updating soon about my other adventures soon (including my time in Leh, my new favorite place in India).
ko! thank goodness you updated! :D AND, I'm at a friend's house with better internet, so I can actually SEE all your pictures instead of getting those annoying little red "X"s in the corner.
ReplyDeleteYour evolving feelings toward India are definitely just part of the adjustment of living abroad. You know, that point in which things are no longer new and exciting but are the norm of living abroad. My first time getting homesick EVER was while I was in Jordan :)
My friend and I decided to cut out Nepal from our trip, which is fine. After all, we're planning a month in India in August 2010. We did just realize that we'll be following the monsoons during our travels [haha]. That should be fun. BTW, what did you use for malaria?
Hmm....this is getting to be too long for a comment :P
HEYYY, how come I didn't get that water picture?! maybe I accidentally deleted it...
ReplyDeleteYeah, I think my culture shock kicked in in May. Like what you and Gretchen & Sherry said (during exit interview), I needed to get more sleep! I was getting really irritated by the honking horns and the traffic and weaving around and dodging cars. Food really got dissatisfying, especially in Kathmandu when I couldn't finish that bowl of vegetable curry!
I'll definitely be praying for you. woooot!
Yo Ko!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the updates. you describe them well enough that i can somewhat start to imagine what it's like there!
i'm praying for you buddy. take care dude!