|Lunch w/Pastor Sandeep & |
Margaret Kamble in Thane, India
Now since our internal time-clocks were all haywire, we woke up quite early, probably only a couple hours later. We decided to shower, and then venture out for food. We found our way to Chatrapati-Shivaji Terminus (Victoria Terminus, train station). I couldn't believe the throngs of people that were there! As we walked inside, a HUGE rat was dead on the ground, right in front of us! Indians would probably call it "bad karma", but after our shock, just chalked it up to "only in India." We found a little stand that sold newspapers, chips (crisps), cookies, etc., so we opted for some little cookies, to tide us over. We found another stand that sold maps, and purchased one, but then were being approached by beggars and people trying to give us tours (to where, who knows!). At that point, I'd had it and needed to retreat back into the hotel. My stomach was acting up, and I needed "the lav". We decided to just order something from the hotel kitchen. After that, it's all a blur, with bits and pieces of different events, incidents and memories. Some of it's mentioned (or explained in detail) in previous posts, and some of it is just distant memories. We had our good moments, and our not so good moments. Unfortunately, I was sick most of the time, and experiencing "culture shock". But, I'm a glutton for punishment, and maybe a bit idealistic. I think we definitely both learned a lot from that first trip, and hope to go back better prepared the next time. Know more hindi, have more contacts, stay in a better hotel and part of town, have a list of decent restaurants with different types of foods (including plain stuff for a sick tummy), take lots of probiotics and immodium, have a prepaid phonecard or special cell phone, etc. Kind of like when you have another baby, and you feel more like a pro the second-time around. I guess when the time comes, we'll see. So, to India, "Phirmilenge!" Hindi: फिर मिलेंगे, Urdu: پھر ملیں گے, English: We'll Meet Again!