Monday, June 3, 2013

Why did the chicken cross the road?


Before you look at this post and click out of the page allow me to tell you:  I promise to make these much shorter. I won’t write this much everyday but so much is happening its hard not to!

India is everything I wanted it to be and more! Our rooms are very similar to regular American dorm.  We have air conditioning and a bathroom in our room too.  Dawn and I are roommates.  We are staying in the international hostel but the school is in between semesters right now (they start again in July) and we are the only ones here.  So basically, we (the four of us) have an entire dorm to ourselves.

            We were introduced to Solomon, who is essentially the RA of this building, and he has helped us get everything set up. Not only do we have the dorm to ourselves but we are also the only students eating at the international cafeteria.  For each meal they set up one table for the four of us and make a huge meal (which we hardly ever put a dent in).
Most of our meals are traditional India dishes and they are delicious! Because we are eating at the international hall the cooks are careful to use filtered water and wash all of the fruits for us- so we can eat pretty freely on Campus. (We have already eaten lots of fresh pineapple). The cook is also being extra-cautious not to make anything too spicy but we told him we were ready to turn up the heat.  They westernized breakfast for us, so it was pretty much the same thing we’d eat in America with a few alterations.  The jelly here is syrupy sweet and raspberry- it tastes almost like the gelatin filling in a cookie.  They also served hard boiled eggs and corn flakes.  The corn flakes were served to us with hot milk,which was a little odd a first but turned out to be delicious (give it a try in your breakfast!).  I can’t really describe what we’ve been eating for lunch and dinner because, to be perfectly honest, I really have no idea.  It is rice, Indian flat bread and some sort of curried gravy (usually made with potatoes and veggies).  Each meal is also served with a brothy soup and fried veggies.
            We got a tour of the campus this morning and walked around town. Trichy is about 8k from end to end and houses 4million people…to give you a comparison value (and assuming Dawn and I’s rough calculations are correct)…Trichy has 40times the population density of Boone. The campus is quiet and not very busy but the moment we leave the gate everything changes.  

            One of India’s most interesting qualities is the road system.  Drivers sit on the right side of the vehicle but they may drive on whichever side of the road they please. There are some cars and vans but there are twice as many bikes/mopeds or “two-wheelers” as they are called here.  (We have seen as many as five people on one moped- women ride them side-saddle and often have infant in arms!) As you can imagine, crossing the road is quite a feat. Josephine, one of the administrators showing us around today, had us practice crossing the road with her today (we even held hands).  She wanted to be sure that we were able to do it with her before trying on our own.  I can’t even tell you how necessary this was.  Once we conquered the road we shifted our attention to the animals.  There are goats and cows everywhere! The pedestrians don’t seem to notice them but they are some of the largest cows I have ever seen.

 After our little tour of the city we had lunch and then rested.  Indians work on a two-shift system.  A typical workday involves a morning shift, lunch and rest, then an evening shift.  Our days will be structured similarly once our internships begin.  You know that feeling right after you eat lunch where all you want to do is nap? In India, you can! And it is pretty stinkin fantastic.
            After our nap, two of our new friends took us shopping.  We went to a department store and picked out Salwar Khameez.  Salwar Khameez are like the jeans and t-shirt of Indian women.  Sarees are worn as well but typically are worn by older women and for more formal events. We each bought multiple Salwar Khameeze (which consist of pants, tunic-like shirts, and a scarf) but it took us forever to pick them out- everything was so beautiful.  We each spent around 3000rupees on clothes (roughly $50) but that bought us 7 outfits! Finally our Indian friends told us that we needed to hurry up because they wanted to go out to dinner.
            They took us to their favorite restaurant in the middle of the city.  A comedy of errors then followed.  There is a bit of a language barrier between our new friends and us.  While a lot of people in Trichy speak English, some are still learning and some speak only Tamil (the native language of the state we are in).  The girls showing us around the city speak English but it isn’t always easy to understand and ordering dinner became a bit of an ordeal.  Dawn, Emily, Danielle and I only knew a few of the menu items so we tried to just order what we knew.  But the server was asking us questions in Tamil and the girls were having trouble translating what he wanted to know.  Eventually we just gave up and let our friends order for us.  We ate curry, malai kufta, veg biryani, dosai and naan.  Since none of us knew what we ordered we kindof went at it family style but at the end of the meal we were stuffed (all for $3 by the way).
When we got back to campus the cook was waiting for us outside of the mess hall and asked if we were ready for dinner.  Whoops! We assumed that someone had told him that we were eating dinner in the city but no one had.  So we took our very full bellies and sat down to a second dinner.  Not wanting to offend him (or waste a ton of food), we all piled our plates high as we laughed about the whole mishap. Dinner number two was: fried prawn, some sort of Chinese corn dish, tomato soup, fresh cucumbers, rice, and some sort of egg noodles.  He finished it by bringing us chocolate milkshakes.  Suffice it to say, we are VERY full.  From now on we will not eat out unless we know for sure that the kitchen has been told.
            When we got back to the hostel we took turns trying on our new outfits. We had to send our shirts to a tailor in town so that they could attach sleeves (most women here wear their Salward Kameeze with sleeves but they are purchased sleeve-less) so we just tried on all of our new pants.  Luckily, all of the pants have drawstring tops- they are very forgiving of the 4 full meals we have eaten today. 

            We start our internships tomorrow and I am excited and a bit nervous.  We are all going different places so I am shedding the security blanket of my American friends.  We work 9-12 then come back for lunch and resting and go back to work 5-7:30. I’ll let you know how it goes!
           

I know that was a lot to read but if you are interested in more here are the links:
Danielle’s blog: http://danigoestoindia.blogspot.com
(and yes- theirs are just as long)


p.s. Why did the chicken cross the road? It's a trick question.  Chickens do not cross the road in India. 







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