Paneer rice bowl with baujee (basil and ginger lemonade).
Indian cafés are wonderful.
I woke up at 3:30 this morning after having a very realistic dream that my dad died unexpectedly. I texted my mom frantically and made her tell me every thing was okay.
Then I cried myself back to sleep.
My dreams are one of the harder parts about India, I’m not going to lie.
This weekend I went to Ooty, a hill station approximately 3.5 hours from Coimbatore. I went by bus with my peer mentor, Prema, and her twin sister, Priyanka. Now long distance travel buses in India…
this came up on my dash after a long GoT post so my immediate thought was that it was a normal-sized cat and a direwolf
Amnesia by Five Seconds of Summer makes me super sad and I want to go back and make things be different but they won’t ever be.
The Office: First and Last Appearances
I feel like I have slept so much recently, but I am still exhausted. I don’t think I’m getting full sleep anymore. I don’t recall waking up (except for this weekend at my homestay where I shared a bed with 2-3 others… I didn’t get much sleep) through the night, but I know I’m not getting comfortable (I wake up with hip pain almost every morning) and there is a lot of noise inside and outside our hostel. Plus light.
I feel like I shouldn’t be tired, but I just always am.
I constantly miss puppy cuddles. I wish pets were more of a thing in India.
(Look how cute my dog is, though!!!)
Well the program I am part of has tons of programs in various countries. My advisor recommended I look into India… and I was instantly hooked on it. Part of the program includes an internship (for credit or not), which I need to graduate and was hoping to do during my study abroad if I did do it. I am super interested to learn how mental health care is handled here and how it incorporates the culture to treat clients/patients. Plus India is so diverse and interesting and there is something new every minute.
The toilets I’m getting used to. Squat toilets are better than western toilets here because you don’t have to touch anything. Lots of times the seats are wet or dirty so you have to hover anyway. But the program office has a western toilet and it is always clean and nice.
The eating with your hands has been difficult to get used to! I bought a spoon and sometimes take food to my hostel room to eat it with a spoon… I don’t like getting my hands dirty all the time!
And the clothes are so beautiful. I have about six salwars and they are so comfy and pretty! Especially the churidar pants. Except they have bizarre pleating around the crotch and butt… None of us have been able to get over that. I have yet to buy a sari, but my peer mentor’s mother tied me in one yesterday and it was super fun! I’m not sure if I think they are very comfortable, but they are definitely gorgeous.
This weekend I stayed in Ooty with my peer mentor and her family. They insisted on dressing me in sari, giving me bindi, and taking photos for me to send home. I think they had as much fun as I did!
This week will be a full week with classes, and next weekend we travel again!
I can’t wait to get back to my hostel and hear the adventures all the other girls had! Blog post in the works!
Pascal appreciation post.
Just soooo fuckin cute!!!