The Voyage of the Lionhearted.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

It's a very common sound here in south Asia.

In fact, probably the most common sound. It's incessant, in fact.

They don't do it to be rude, they generally are not angry, but it's more of letting the person in front of you or next to you that you are there.

So, that makes it a little bit more bearable.

There is also the ever enjoyable sound of random marching bands in the street.

It's winter time here, which is also prime wedding season,

so the bands are numerous.

Even at 4 am.

The past few days have included Old D (which used to be the center of the city), a few places of various worship, and some awesome sisters.

Parts were absolutely heartbreaking and other so sweet we know that they could only be orchestrated by our father.

Yesterday, was a day that K and I went out on our own and we had a few goals to accomplish. We had some costa coffee and that's were we met some sisters. 

They were so sweet! We hung out for a while, we got to yarp together.

One of them is from the state we will be in for the next 6 months and she taught us some of the local language so we will be a bit more prepared when we land.

It's one of our girl's birthday today so we are going out on the town.

Good things are happening and I'm pumped to see what's in store for the rest of my time here.