life.

One Month.

Today marks the one month point of my journey here in south Asia. I could probably write novels of all of the things that I have learned and experienced thus far. I feel so incredibly blessed to be able to be a part of the work going on here. I’m stoked that I still have five more months of this!

Here are a few of the highlights from the first month:

Marching bands in the middle of the night

D- Belly

Eating with my hands (Right not left)

The ever exciting quest in an Auto Rickshaw

Arriving in my city to find a new friend and a Tata but no driver

Riding public transport

Throwing (el)bows on said transport

Fresh fruits & veggies

Elephants walking down the road

Monkey temples

THE Major and her army

Stopping traffic

“It is not possible”

Carb overloading

P90X/BL

Sikh-ing out beards

New awesome friendships

A successful attempt to return something

Mission to make the perfect cup of tea

Biscuit ban

Hitting my knees to the floor before my feet every morning

Midnight construction

Photo booth fun with scoot scoot and Mary

Hilarious moments of being the stupid Americans

Sharing truth via Mehendi

Stumbling my way through foreign conversations

Eyebrow threading (It is paining!)

Seeing bicycle/motorbike collisions

Living in a city for midgets and constantly hitting my head on something

Precious children in GB

Getting peed on by sleeping babies

And needless to say, I’m loving every moment of it.

Today, my baby sister is 13.

Happy Birthday Kels!

Loves.

Everyday.

There are a few things that I can say consistently happen everyday.

A ridiculously loud bird will land on my window sill every morning around 6 and will make loud annoying noises until around 7:30.

I will eat at least one whole package of biscuits (cookies).

[There are only like five cookies in a package... don't judge me.]

I will see at least one cow, one water buffalo and several goats just waling down the road.

I will eat at least one meal with my hand (right not left).

I will be asked for money.

My heart will be broken by a million different sights.

I will walk down the street and life will stop as people stare.

I will have awkward & inappropriate comments made to me.

I will hide behind my HB's (Hater blockers, ya'll).

I will fight against the desires of my very american flesh.

If only  my digestive system could be as consistent.

Today.

Today:

I saw an elephant.

We got approved for ESL!

I ate yummy regional food.

A train was stopped for like forever so everyone 9 and by everyone I mean men)

were just walking through the train to get to the other side.

So we talked an Indian woman into going through before us so we could go through.

Haha.

It was fun. Now, I'm sitting in the office being eaten by mutant mosquitos.

Good times here in SA.