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  • Day5

    I didn't go far, but I walked a lot

    December 8, 2019 in India ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

    I was wrong. Today was a big day, because watching over an 18 month old can't be considered anything less. After waking up, a little earlier than I prefer, I started with a nice meal; I'd need my energy to keep up with a kid. We started by walking, or more accurately, chasing, this rambunctious kid around the grounds of this clinic. After the very real struggle of getting him to eat something (he complied with string cheese), we followed him around walking past all the people who were at the clinic themselves, or who came to pray at the temple. Walking down the path there was a young girl, around his age, and they had the cutest encounter. Seemingly struck by the odd nature of seeing someone their own age and height, they paused, and seconds later they were holding hands. She then took off her bracelet and handed it to him, and he reciprocated with passing her is half chewed cheese. After a swap back for their own belongings, and a wave goodbye, we resumed our walk.

    Across from the pharmacy there is another temple, I think that's what it is anyway since I can't read the sign, and we took off our shoes and entered. Shrinity had clearly been here before with him, and walked around while I watched. As I was taking in what was happening, a man came up and encouraged me to come inside, showing me what to do. I cleansed my face with smoke three times, and then he had me use my ring finger to apply a white powdery sort of paste to my forehead, after that you go part of the way around and bow to a gods feet and pray for, as he said, whatever you want; I went with safe travel heading home.

    It's funny how tired children take on an almost drunken quality and we headed back for an nap with mom. It did not last long. I can't imagine it would though when the honking of cars on the street is clearly audible. Fortunately, Erin was able to join us on this round about going for a nice stroll.

    This isn't going to be all I do today though. I'm taking a car (I'm used to the lifestyle now, it might be a problem when I'm home) and heading to the local mall. I looked it up online and this place is huge! Its four massive floors, and bigger than the one near where I am at home. The air conditioning will be a great perk, but I'm also looking to see what sort of (non western) souvenirs I can get, and most importantly right now a meat based protein as everything here is a vegetable or grain. Maybe not the craziest thing on the books, but it is still an outing in India, and I can't wait to see what I find.
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    Just reading this now.

    12/8/19Reply

    Cool adventure. (hit return and it posted the comment before I was ready) Great place to be!

    12/8/19Reply
    Cynthia Gallivan

    More pictures, please.

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  • Day441

    Mit dem Zug nach Ostindien - Chennai

    December 16, 2019 in India ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Nach sechs Stunden mit dem Zug erreichen wir Chennai. Von hier aus möchten wir in ein paar Tagen weiter zu den Andamanen, wo wir schon lange mal hinwollten. 🏝️🐟🦐🐠🐡🌞

    Die Fahrt ist sehr entspannt, bis auf das einem die Nase immer läuft. Glaube der Smog der letzten Tage möchte raus. 😂 Quatschen mit netten Indern und genießen die teils malerische grüne Landschaft. 🌳🌴 Immermal wieder kommt jemand vorbei der was verkauft. "Chai, Chai, Chai" für süßen Tee oder "Kopi, Kopi, Kopi" für Kaffee rufen sie laut durch den Zug. Auch Suppe, würziges Gebäck, Wasser und vielerlei andere Sachen kann man für ein paar Cents erstehen. Abends gibt's ganze Gerichte. Für jede Kleinigkeit kommt jemand anderes vorbei. 😄

    Chennai Bahnhof ist die Endstation des Zuges. Beißender Uringestank steigt einem direkt in die Nase, überall tummeln sich Menschen. Welcome to Chennai. 😄

    Da es bereits spät abends und dunkel ist, haben wir gestern schon eine Unterkunft vorgebucht, damit wir nachts nicht suchen müssen. Fahren immer weiter rein in die Slums. "Puh ist das dreckig. Hmm was haben wir uns ausgesucht?" 😂 Irgendwann kommen wir an und sind einfach froh unsere Bleibe erreicht zu haben. Vor der Tür liegt eine Kuh im Dreck, es riecht übel nach Fäkalien. Die Gegend macht einen sehr armen dreckigen Eindruck.

    Von einer lieben Inderin, die vor dem Haus auf uns wartet, werden wir freundlich empfangen. Sie zeigt uns unser klitzekleines Zimmer mit Fenster, wo gerade mal das Bett reinpasst. Zudem hat es im Flur ein kleines Bad mit Toilette, wo die Wände nicht bis nach oben gehen. 😄 Für heute sollte es passen, ab ins Bett und von der Reise erholen. Da das Fenster sich nicht schließen lässt und wir direkt zur Straßenseite schlafen, die sich mit lautem hupen, rasenden LKWs, muhenden Kühen und jaulenden Hunden bemerkbar macht, drückt Sven in der Nacht kein Auge zu. 🙈

    Essenssuche ist am nächsten Tag angesagt, was sich durch die Suche auf Google nach Restaurants mit guten Bewertungen normalerweise oft als recht leicht erweist. "Kein Risiko in so einer Gegend! Möchten nicht das es schlimm endet. 😂🙈" Zwei Stunden und vier nicht vorhandene Restaurants später, kaufen wir uns im Supermarkt Obst und Joghurts und kredenzen uns ein köstliches safes Essen selber. 😄 Da wo ein Restaurant stehen sollte, war sogar das Gebäude abgerissen.

    Die Unterkunft wird kurzerhand auch getauscht. Landen bei einem sehr netten Inder, der sich freut das wir bei ihm schlafen möchten. Die Wohnung ist ganz oben im Haus und hat alles was man braucht. Küche mit Kühlschrank, Bad mit warmen Wasser und eine riiiiesige Dachterrasse mit 360 Grad Blick über Chennai. Läuft! 😄👍 Um die Ecke gibt es einen kleinen "Supermarkt" und sogar zwei Restaurants, wo man sich es als Europäer wagen kann zu essen. ☺️ Einmal bestellen wir Essen vom Bringdienst. Für fünf Euro bekommen wir soviel köstliches indisches Essen, das es gleich für zwei Tage reicht. 😁

    Im Supermarkt sind wir die Attraktion und es werden viele Fotos mit uns gemacht. Touristen sehen wir nirgends in der Stadt auch nur einen einzigen. Alle Inder sind sehr nett und möchten mit einem reden. Manche können englisch, andere nehmen Hände und Füße. 😉 Zwei Tüten Obst und Gemüse für die nächsten Tage, kaufen wir für ein paar Cents in einem kleinen Laden, der aussieht wie ein kleiner Kiosk auf ein zwei Quadratmetern.

    Wenn es dunkel wird ist jeden Abend ein großes Feuerwerk, was wir von unserer Terrasse beobachten können. 🎇😊

    Spontan zu reisen hat absolut seine Vorzüge. Einfach machen worauf man gerade Lust hat und dort wo es einem gefällt so lange bleiben wie man möchte ist phantastisch. 🌈

    Ergattern die letzten beiden Plätze auf der Fähre nach Havelock, eine Insel die zu den Andamanen gehört. 😊 In ein paar Tagen geht es los und heute ist der letzte Tag, wo man die Fähre noch buchen kann. Zwei einzelne auf der Fähre verteilte Plätze sind unsere. 😄👍 Bisher hatten wir immer Glück und manchmal ist es echt sehr voll. 😅

    Nutzen die Zeit in Chennai um Fotos, Videos und Texte für euch auf den Blog und YouTube zu laden sowie eine Datensicherung zu machen, die beim reisen oft mehrere Tage und Nächte durchgängig dauert, wegen dem Highspeed Internet. 😉 Es gibt soviel zu erledigen das wir zwei Tage beide jeweils 10-12 Stunden daran sitzen. ☺️
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    Sascha Höwelkröger

    Genau mein Ding :D

    12/16/19Reply
    Wonderful life

    Genau deswegen nur für dich fotografiert 😘

    12/16/19Reply
     
  • Day29

    Indien Tag 2

    January 29, 2020 in India ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    Heute sind wir um viertel nach 5 aufgestanden, da uns Gautam, mit seinem Auto, um halb 6 abgeholt hat. Zuerst ging es, pünktlich zum Sonnenaufgang, an einen Strand außerhalb von Chennai. Anschließend sind wir Richtung Mahabalipuram gefahren. Auf ca. der Hälfte der Strecke haben wir eine Frühstückspause eingelegt. Es gab typisch indisches Frühstück. Scharf und deftig. Nach dem leckeren Frühstück ging es dann nach Mahabalipuram, wo wir uns eigentlich einen alten Tempel anschauen wollten. Da die Eintrittspreise mittlerweile aber recht hoch waren (18€) haben wir uns entschieden das Geld zu sparen (für Lokals hätte der Eintritt nur ca. 50ct gekostet) und weiter zu fahren. Es ging wieder zurück nach Chennai, wo wir die Fortsetzung unserer gestrigen Stadtrundfahrt bekommen haben. Nach einer Kaffee und Tee Pause ging es in ein großes Shoppingcenter, wo sich Gautam für eine Hochzeit einkleiden ließ. Nach der Shoppingtour ging die Stadtführung weiter und endete in einem Starbucks, in dem wir einen leckeren Schockkuchen und jeweils einen Café getrunken haben, natürlich zu überteuerten Preisen. Nach dem Kaffeekränzchen verabschiedeten wir uns von Gautam und gingen zurück zu unserem Hotel, wo wir unsere weitere Reise planten. Als uns jedoch gegen 16 Uhr der Hunger plagte, haben wir uns wieder auf Futtersuche begeben. Es ging durch ein paar Gassen mit soo vielen Ständen. Irgendwann fanden wir ein sehr besuchtes Restaurant und aßen dort jeweils zwei Chapati mit Dipps. Anschließend liefen wir noch etwas durch die Gassen und stießen auf ein Restaurant mit westlichen Gerichten. Wir gingen hinein, bestellten uns eine große Portion Pommes und eine Lasagne (beides sehr scharf). Ich hatte dort zwischenzeitlich nicht nur einen Vogel sondern zwei, dann gingen zurück zum Hotel. Gautam holte uns gegen 9 Uhr ab um noch ein Abschlussbier mit uns zu trinken. Es ging für uns in einen angesagten Club "The Lord of the Drinks", da wir darauf nicht eingestellt waren, war unsere Garderobe nicht ganz passend, wir durften aber trotzdem an den Türstehern vorbei. Der Club war super schick, dementsprechend sah auch unsere Rechnung am Ende aus. Für 2 Mojito, 1 Bier und eine Cola zahlten wir 1500 INR.
    Wir unterhielten uns bis ca. Halb 11 und machten uns dann auf den Rückweg. Wir machten eine Pipipause im Hyatt, zuvor mussten wir uns durchleuchten lassen, allein die Sanitäranlagen faszinierten mit purem Luxus. 😁😂 Um 11 Uhr waren wir wieder an unserer Unterkunft und verabschiedeten uns von Gautam. Unser Wecker war für 4:40 gestellt. Tag Ende.
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    Annette Mayer-Schmitt

    Wenig los

    1/30/20Reply
    Annette Mayer-Schmitt

    Oh die Arme Kuh sucht Futter am vermüllten Strand😩

    1/30/20Reply
    Annette Mayer-Schmitt

    Und nun, mietet ihr euch in Indien auch ein Fahrzeug?

    1/30/20Reply
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  • Day28

    Sri Lanka Tag 28/ Indien Tag 1

    January 28, 2020 in India ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    Heute ging es für uns um 6 Uhr los zum Flughafen. Nachdem wir einige Male an verschiedenen Stationen kontrolliert wurden konnten wir unser Gepäck abgeben und bekamen unsere Flugtickets.
    Ziel ➡️ Chennai
    Versehentlich gab ich der Frau am Schalter den falschen Pass, welcher nicht mit dem E- Visa für Indien übereinstimmte. Da ich ihr erklären konnte, dass meine Seiten mit einem Pass nicht ausreichen würden, wies sie mich lediglich darauf hin den Pass in Indien nicht vorzulegen, da dies nicht gerne gesehen wird. 😁🙈 Uppsala... Außerdem mussten wir nach der Gepäckabgabe unser E-Visa sowie unser Weiterreiseticket ausdrucken, da wir dies bis dato noch nicht erledigt hatten. Kosten 1 Dollar pro Seite🙈😁
    Nachdem wir noch ein kleines überteuertes Frühstück (Muffin und ekliges Bananen brot, da Zimt drinne...) hatten ging es für uns auch schon ans Gate.
    Um 8:30 war Boarding und so erreichten wir Chennei pünktlich um 10:50.
    Aufregend! Unser Abenteuer Indien beginnt!
    Da wir nicht mit dem Taxi zu unserer ersten Unterkunft wollten, nahmen wir den Zug.
    2 Personen 10 Indische Rupien, also ca. 13ct 😁
    Nach ca. 15 Minuten wie vollbepackte Sardinen im Zug waren wir an der Zielhaltestelle angekommen. Nach einem weiteren Kilometer Fußmarsch durch die belebte Stadt, erreichten wir (total ausgehungert und teilweise knatschig) um ca. 12:30 unsere Unterkunft.
    Als wir fertig eingecheckt und unser Zimmer bezogen hatten ging es für uns erstmal auf Essenssuche, zum Glück hatte Gautam (der Inder, den wir in Ella kennengelernt hatten) uns schon einige Restaurants empfohlen. Bei Sangeetha waren wir mit der Karte total überfordert, also bestellten wir uns mini lunsh und lunsh dishes. 😁
    So, for sure we got some Currys 😂 but with some other stuff😊
    Danach ging es für uns weiter zu einem Vodafone Store für eine SIM Karte, dies dauerte ca. eine halbe Stunde und dann waren wir ausgestattet mit dem besten Internet. Für 650 inr gibts 1,5Gb Datenvolumen pro Tag und unbegrenzte kostenlose Telefonate ins Indische Netz für 30 Tage. Da wir uns um halb 9 mit Gautam verabredet hatten und er sagte es könne spät werden, ruhten wir uns noch etwas im Zimmer aus. Außerdem klappte es mit der indischen Nummer endlich mit der Registrierung bei irctc (dem indischen Bahnunternehmen) 💪🏻😊, also wurde direkt der Bus von Bangalore nach Munnar gebucht. Den Zug von Chennai nach Bangalore hatte uns Gautam gebucht, da die Sitzplätze für Züge, sowie der Busse, anscheinend recht schnell ausgebucht sind.
    Wie versprochen wurden wir um halb 9 von Gautam eingesammelt und wir fuhren direkt in eins seiner Lieblingsrestaurants (eating circles). Dort lud er uns zum Essen ein, es gab alles mögliche aus Reis und einen super leckeren Kaffee für uns. Nach dem Essen ging es weiter mit unseren privaten Stadtrundfahrt. Gautam zeigte uns viele schöne Gebäude, die Häuser der Millionäre, den IT Expressway, einige Institutionen sowie berühmte Flyovers. Wir legten noch einen Kaffeestopp bei einer Shelltankstelle ein und weiter ging die Stadtführung. Außerdem stellte uns Gautam noch eine Freundin von ihm vor, diese wird die kommenden Monate, wie auch Gautam, nach Canada zum studieren, ziehen.
    Um ca. 1 Uhr nachts kamen wir in der Unterkunft an und es ging direkt ins Bett, da der Wecker für 5:15 gestellt wurde. Tag Ende.
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    Susanne Krebs

    Wer ist Gautam- dass er sich so bemüht?🤓

    1/29/20Reply
    Susanne Krebs

    Krass!😳

    1/29/20Reply
    Annette Mayer-Schmitt

    Prima gemacht, Beziehungen sind immer gut👍

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  • Day6

    An exciting day, without going away.

    December 9, 2019 in India ⋅ 🌙 22 °C

    Listen, I will get to the other details of the day, but first I have to tell you that Srimathy (I have been pronouncing and spelling her name wrong the whole time) brought her 10 day old puppy to visit us, and he was so damn cute. I'll get more in to detail, but I'm still high on puppy cuteness that I couldn't wait.

    Anyway, I went to the canteen for lunch. Because I figured I should just go with the flow, just got the "normal" even though I had no idea, at all, what that entailed. Unfortunately I didn't get a photo because I had left my phone to charge in the room (but I will tomorrow). One of the things that came with the dish is something called pappad, which is a round, puffy, crisped up... something. I don't know, but it was delicious. However delicious it was, it still wasn't as crazy spicy as that burger, and this is where everyone who isn't a patient at the clinic eats.

    Once fed, I watched after Erin's boy for a while with Srimathy, but really, I was counting the minutes until my first ayurvedic massage; and it doesn't get any more authentic than doing it in India. Essentially you sit on a wooden table, and then proceed to massage fire warmed oil in to your scalp and hair, moving to your face, and your back. You then lay on your back, where they proceed to rub oil on to every available inch of skin, making sure not to miss anything. When they do have you turn they wisely assist you because you are now an oil slick; there is a reason that table has edges and it's because I would have slid right off. It is not so much of a massage in the sense that I'm used to, with deep pressure being applied to sore muscles, but relaxing non the less. They then bring you in to the shower, making sure to wipe your feet before you step down, and wash you with some sort of paste with a fine grit to remove the slick oil from your skin. Once you're washed, dried, and dressed they have you sit and rub a powder into your scalp, then they hold it in front of your nose while you inhale deeply three times and it is supposed to keep you from getting a cold. Let's just say that I'm grateful I've done a Turkish bath before, or this could have been difficult, fortunately I was just able to lay back and enjoy it.

    After luxuriating post massage for a bit, I decided to check out the library at the clinic. Not even 60 seconds after stepping through the door I found an Agatha Christie book 'Murder at the Vicarage' and I jumped right in to reading; after all, she is one of my favorite authors.

    Suddenly Srimathy walked though the door, and was pulling out a puppy from her bag. This sweet little thing was so well behaved too, and nestled right in to my neck when I held it. Erin and her son were out walking around, and so she went to get them for the puppy surprise. They were in shock when they walked in to the room, and even though Erin's son loves animals, this was his first time seeing one so small up close. After a bit of warming up, he was petting the puppy lovingly, at least until he had to leave for bed. I gave a few more scritches to the tiny puppy, and he was packed up and out the door.

    Now, for my nighttime adventure. I set off in the direction that I'd seen so many shops the night before, and was somehow still surprised at the hustle and bustle. There were people walking all over the place, cars driving through honking their horns, and motorcycles whizzing by weaving through cars and pedestrian traffic alike. I stayed to the edge of the road for safety, but with them being used to people all over the place I didn't fear getting hit. I continued on until I saw a busy stand selling food and, to really sell the point, pictures on their sign. I was in, although a little apprehensive about the heat that I might encounter. I got myself chicken and rice (very grateful the vendor spoke some English), and although that might sound like a boring meal it was anything but. I also had quite a few people staring at me, my melanin absent skin being a dead giveaway that I was not a local, but they seemed to quickly move along to continue whatever it was they were already doing. Carrying my takeaway bag back with me, gleefully delighted that I'd be having some Indian street food, I passed a tiny stall with about half a dozen people crowded around drinking different colored beverages. The sign wasn't in English, but I thought I'd try my hand at seeing if the owner did. He did not. Though some interpretive hand gestures, I asked him to give me his favorite of whatever it was I was about to try, and he obliged. What ended up being handed to me, well it seemed less than appealing; some yellow/orange mixture with crimson chunks mixed throughout. I paid for my curious drink, and took a sip... and it was great. From what I could deduce, it was a mango yogurt drink with semi fermented chunks of strawberries, and nothing like I'd ever had before. Though I enjoyed it, I'd probably pass on the strawberry bits in the future.

    Getting back to the room, I was ready to dig in my still steaming meal. Uncovering it let out a waft of delicious scents, and I went in for my first tentative bite with water at the ready, in case I couldn't handle the heat. Tasting nothing but an explosion of flavor, with some under notes of spice, I continued chomping away. Even after having my fill there were enough for leftovers the next day.

    Having had a ton of excitement and new experiences, I decided to call it quits, and settled down with just one more chapter of my book. Tomorrow would be a new day, though without a doubt a hot one.
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    Cynthia Gallivan

    Yes, as you were describing the massage, my memory drifted back to the Turkish bath experience. Getting to experience the real deal in the country of origin is truly a treat. I must admit, I did blush a bit, then smiled at the thought of the gaggle of girls we got to enjoy that summer. I’m loving living vicariously though your adventure! Thanks for blogging your trip.

    12/10/19Reply

    So enjoying your posts -bibi

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  • Day5

    Just a mall?

    December 8, 2019 in India ⋅ 🌙 23 °C

    Before I even get in to my outing at the mall, I need to describe the trip there. What you see during the day is nothing compared to its transformation at night. Driving past you see tons of people out, gathered around different shops, lit up and showing their wears. Some were in an open front store, others had their products arranged along a blanket at the edge of the street, there were even a few carts being pushed along the edge of the road selling all sorts of things, but mostly fruit. I guess this city comes alive at night, and I'd just been too tired to stay up that late and see it.

    Once my driver skillfully made his way through the copious amounts of Sunday night traffic, and bad drivers as he stated (I guess that's universal), we arrived at the mall. This four story behemoth was packed, and my first thought was, "Why would I decide to come to a mall when I don't even go to them when I'm at home?" There was one thing that was different right off the bat, and it was someone stationed in every elevator to push the buttons for you; maybe it was because people packed in so tightly that no one would have been able to push a button otherwise. I picked a random floor, and decided to walk around and see what I could find through the throngs of people. They had just about every store I'd heard of, and plenty I hadn't, but they all seemed like things I could get at home, and fairly unappealing. I did come across a store I thought was hilarious called "American Tourist" but it was mostly suitcases and bags, but I got a chuckle out of it. They had also clearly decorated for the season because there were hundreds of string lights hanging from the ceiling, as well as the front of the building as we drove in. It may have been the extent of the decorations around the mall, but I thought they were very nice. Feeling out of luck, I thought I'd check out another floor, and at the very least grab a few leggings from a kiosk I'd actually seen in a youtube video when trying to see what would be available (I didn't even come close to finishing it as it was a half hour, and I'm not spending that time watching something about stores in a mall.)

    Then, it happened. I found a store that had exactly the type of thing I had been searching for. They had shirts, pants, scarves, and so much more, in the styles that are actually worn by people here. I walked in and started browsing, trying to do quick math on how much pieces of clothing cost, when once again I had multiple people coming to assist me. This time though it was very helpful, because I'd ask for a style of something and they'd show me exactly where it was, or things that went well together. Some things were inexpensive, like the scarves coming in at roughly $2, and others were more expensive like $12 pants, but all of them were so much less than I could ever have gotten them in the US. They were also excellent salespeople, as they would take anything I was interested in and set it aside for me and continued showing me different pieces; that way I couldn't feel the weight of what I'd gotten, or recall how many items I had. So it may have ended up as a bit of a splurge. Do I regret it? Not a chance, but thank goodness they took credit cards. When I finally checked out, the price nearly gave me a heart attack, until of course I remembered it was in rupees, and I wasn't actually about to spend over 10,000 dollars... like I even have that much to spend. Clearly they value customers who spend a lot, because I didn't walk out with a bag of clothes, but a small duffle bag packed to the brim. I did feel a little awkward walking though the mall with my new acquisitions, not so conspicuously taking up a fair amount of room beside me. I went down to the car waiting for me (do you here how fancy I am?) and dropped off my goods before heading to the real mission; animal protein.

    Now surely you know by now, I'm fairly adventurous with food, so you must be wondering what sort of place I'd found it a mall to satisfy a my taste for real Indian food. It was Burger King. Yeah, I went and got fast food, but I had a reason. The first reason why I went and got something seemingly commonplace in the US, is because it's not the same, at all. First, as you might have guessed, there's no beef, and second, there are a ton of vegetarian options. Another reason I went was simply because the guy I sat next to on the plane from LAX to SFO, suggested I try it, so why not. I went with a fiery chicken sandwich, veggie sticks, and a mango shake. I did not wait to start in on my dessert, which ended up being quite the mistake on my part. Now, I know that although I'm not the spice wuss I used to be, my capacity for capsaicin wouldn't stand up to true Indian food, I didn't think that would be an issue with fast food. I was a foolish misguided individual. Really I should have known when I thought the veggie sticks had a bit of heat to them. Once I broke out that burger, intent on demolishing it, I got no more than three bites in before it hit me; an all consuming heat. My mouth was on fire, lips tingling, I could feel the heat moving down my throat and settling low in my stomach; the shake had to be rationed. Sniffling and making sure I didn't touch my eyes, I continued trading off a couple of bites, with a sparing sip of my drink, followed by a few breaths that felt like I was breathing fire. Totally worth it, and even though the heat there was fantastic flavor. Finally making it to the other side, finishing my food, I waited while the heat slowly dissipated, having a pleasant conversation with my driver. Suddenly I was left with a light tingle on my lips, and we were pulling up to where this all began. I paid, and tipped, my driver, heading in for a good nights rest. I wasn't out for long, but it sure was fun.
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    Cynthia Gallivan

    Who knew a mall and a Burger King could be such an adventure! Fun.

    12/8/19Reply

    So funny! I hope you recovered from your spicy experience ok! Hey say eating spicy food in a hot climate is supposed to make you feel cooler. Did it work? Perhaps it’s just a distraction.

    12/12/19Reply

    That’s from Bibi

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  • Day6

    A local adventure.

    December 9, 2019 in India ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    The first thing I have to mention, because I have been remiss in saying it thus far, are the bug bites. Now as much as I hate mosquitoes normally, I feel especially adverse to them here; although I suppose they could also be bites from ants, or something else I haven't considered. Along with the normal sized, itchy, and swollen patches of skin, I have also been getting huge welts nearly the size of a quarter. I have never gotten a reaction, that I can remember, of that nature before. Fortunately Erin, my very gracious host, shared some of her arnica gel with me, and it took the itch and a lot of the swelling away. What I found odd is that the bites are only waist down, with nothing on my face, arms, or body.

    Anyway, on to the adventure. After taking a short stroll around the grounds, I went back to the small store on the street and loaded up on my newfound favorites, making sure there was enough to satisfy my craving and to share. Then the plan for the day was to go eat at the 'Canteen' at the clinic, where the food is supposed to be spicier and more flavorful, and just figure it out from there until my nighttime walk though the shops. What ended up happening is so much more exciting. I will now be getting an ayurvedic massage. As it has been explained to me, it is not like what I am familiar with in regard to the term, but instead an hour long of being rubbed with special oils, and then showered off. I'm not quite sure what to expect, but I'll definitely be keeping an open mind, and I'd like to think I'm less likely to be shocked after the Turkish bath; that was an eye opening event indeed. Not much else to report so far today, but you know there will be more to come.

    I added some photos because I know you all want them. Make sure you check out the captions.
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    Cynthia Gallivan

    I loved the photos, and can’t wait to see you in your new pants. Are they cooler than what you’ve been wearing? Also, the little shop to which you returned, I’m assuming it’s the candy store? Maybe that’s just wishful thinking so I can try Indian candy, like the savory one. I’ve never had savory candy; honestly, it sounds like an oxymoron.

    12/9/19Reply
    Kelley Gallivan

    Yes, it was the place I got candy. The savory one is actually more like a chip, but twisted into a spiral. The pants are much cooler than what I've been wearing, and allow a bit of a breeze.

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  • Day4

    The great beyond

    December 7, 2019 in India ⋅ 🌙 23 °C

    After eating a delicious breakfast provided by the clinic of something called "onion uthappam" I decided I would be a little adventurous. Nothing too crazy, as I have no idea really about where I am, but a little walk around the area. I'd just stepped out of the door when walking from the temple was a man with a cow; unexpected, but pretty interesting.

    Now, one thing I just didn't think to expect was, and I do feel a little badly saying it, how dirty everything is. Not in the clinic itself, but the surrounding area, and just as everyone told me it became quite the eye opening culture shock. The cars spreading down the road made dust fly in the air, and there were literal piles of trash on the road, but there was still plenty to take it. While walking I came across a market where I was very lucky to encounter someone who spoke English, and I had her reccomend some sweets for me to try later. They bundled some up for me, paid my 32 rupees, and I was off walking again. I was going to see if I could find some street food, but I found out first hand that there's about a three hour lull in the day were everyone takes a break or a nap. What I did find in that time was a place that sold ice cream, and I just decided to go with the vendors favorite choice. Now, after having paid such a small amount for the other sweets, when they said 50 rupees, I thought that seemed a little expensive, but I went for it anyway; having done the math when I got back with my melting dessert I realized it was only 71 cents. I dug in to my layers of ice cream with pure abandon. It may not be terribly hot here, but it is humid like crazy and it was perfect for beating the heat. Having blown through my midday treat I then went for my bundle of snacks. Wrapped up in newspaper and tied together with a bit of string, it felt like opening a Christmas present early. I tried a bite of each one savoring the different flavors, many of which tasting like nothing I've tasted before. One was savory and crunchy, another melted on my tongue, one was coconut flavored but was so sweet I couldn't take another bite.

    Having decided that I still wanted to explore, I headed in the opposite direction to see what I'd find. Once I had exited the clinic, I found myself right up against a busy roadway with shops lining the narrow footpath with motorbikes that I needed to weave through to get around. I found a small store that had some jewelry and figured since it was the first place I'd seen of this nature I had better go in; who knew when I'd see another like it. As soon as I stepped through the door the women working there were on me. They would tell me all the features of different pieces, and pull full racks off the wall to display, all while standing maybe six inches away from me. I skipped the stuff that looked super western, or had name brands on them, and went for the pieces that (in my mind) stood out most. Clearly I bought a lot by their standard, because there was a lot of giggling, but they were all very nice and definitely seemed happy with my purchase; I was too.

    Walking back I realized I may have not totally beat jetlag, and although I was sleeping and waking up at the appropriate times, I was feeling extremely lethargic. Knowing my limits I headed back to the cottage and let myself relax reading my book. I made it through the rest of the day, having dinner, and a very nice conversation with Erin, and then quickly fell asleep. Tomorrow would be a new day, but also a much less interesting one, as I would be taking care of Erin's son with Shrinity (his temporary nanny while in India). I do want to make sure the trip back goes smoothly, and a day spent with him should make things more comfortable in the long run.

    P.S. Thank you all for the comments, but if you don't have an account (which you don't need) I have no idea who left them. Maybe you could sign your name at the end. Love from India.

    -Kelley
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  • Day125

    Oh wai, Chennai

    November 21, 2017 in India ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    Chennai, die Hauptstadt des Südens. Zwar bin ich vor meinem Flug auf die Andaman Islands nur einen Tag hier, aber ich dachte mir, so ein Hotel in Strandnähe kann ja nicht verkehrt sein.... Pustekuchen!

    Mein Hotel ist low budget und sieht leider auch genauso aus und der Strand ist wohl eher eine Fischfabrik.

    Voller Fischerboote- könnte ja ganz schön sein - leider aber auch voller Müll und Unrat.
    Von einem Spaziergang auf dem "Strandboulevard" ist ebenfalls abzuraten.
    Rechts der Stadtslum, links der Fischmarkt.
    Dieser besteht aus kleinen Bündchen oder auch nur ausgelegten Decken, auf denen jeglicher Fisch feil geboten wird. Der "Duft" der hier in der Luft liegt, lässt aber wohl auch den größten Fischliebhaber würgen.

    Der Tuktukfahrer, der mich in einen besseren Teil der Stadt bringen sollte, lässt mich sein Tuktuk fahren und macht dabei gefühlte 100 Selfies. Mit dem besseren Stadtteil hat es aber noch nicht ganz geklappt. Also mach ich mich zu Fuß auf zur katholischen St. Thome Cathedral. Bei meinem heutigen Glück geht hier aber gerade eine Beerdigung zuende und der Tote wird heraus getragen - im OFFENEN Sarg!

    Weiter zum Kapaleeshwarar Temple. Endlich mal ein Highlight! So einen bunten Temple hab ich in Indien bisher noch nicht gesehen 😊

    Mein nächster Tuktuk Fahrer fährt mit mir erstmal zur Tanke, bevor er mich an der großen Shoppingmall raus lässt. Bissl Burger King, bissl H&M und ab ins Kino.
    Zwar ist der Film auf Hindi, aber das ist trotzdem unterhaltsam. Vor allem, weil vor Filmbeginn die Nationalhymne gespielt wird und die Kinogäste dafür aufstehen sollen.

    Und zum goldenen Abschluss des Tages, auf der Suche nach etwas essbaren, sitze ich im Restaurant und studiere die Karte, da bleibt die Kellnerin/Inhaberin neben mir stehen, beobachtet mich und rülpst mich an 😅 ...da musste meine Restaurantsuche wohl oder übel weiter gehen.

    Jetzt freue mich nur noch auf bessere Zeiten im Paradies 😍
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    Stephanie Raab

    Das alles passierte so, damit du die Inseln noch mehr genießen kannst! Bei dem Wetter hier, würde ich tatsächlich auch den Fischgeruch + Slum ertragen nur um Sonne und Meer zu haben! Viel Spaß im Paradies und mach schön viele Fotos damit wir auch was davon haben😍

    11/21/17Reply
    Creating Memories

    Danke liebe Steffi! Mach ich gerne 😊

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    Ogroman Piepenbrock

    Krass, du warst bei Nazi Fischer 😅

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