Sunday, October 9, 2011

Happy Dussehra!

This is the beginning of the Indian festival season... 
it starts with Dussehra (pronounced doo' shera) and ends with the festival of lights, Diwali, in a few weeks.  We are nearing our Indian 1-year anniversary (October 15th) and this holiday took place during our first weekend in India last year, so it holds a special place in our hearts.  (That, and it's just fun to watch Ravana burn.)  

On this holiday, Hindus celebrate the victory of good over evil and burn effigies of Ravana and his 2 brothers in neighborhoods and parks all over India.  We are lucky that Ravana is burned in our neighborhood right outside of our apartment.  We gathered at the traffic circle with our neighbors and were delighted when the fireworks began to go off mere feet from our heads.  The crowds gasped and began to step back and burning sparks got just a little too close to their faces.  A few minutes later, an honorary person (neighborhood elder or maybe government official), lit the bottom of Ravana's leg and it wasn't long until he exploded in firecrackers and flames.  Enjoy a bit of Indian culture with this video we captured of the event!


Monday, September 12, 2011

The sky is falling... and don't let the closet bugs bite!

Very happy no one was in bed when the ceiling fell!
When we came home from Neemrana, Karen found large chunks of our bedroom ceiling on her side of the bed and on the floor.  We noticed cracks forming a few weeks before, but never thought it would be such a disaster.  Thankfully, we went on vacation and Karen was spared!

Now to our closets.  When we moved in last year, we noticed wood powder and cracks in the tops of our closets in both our bedroom and guest room along with some dead bug skins.  We notified the maintenance department that takes care of our home, and they promptly came in blazing with a bug spray.  They ended up drenching the closets with termite spray diluted in kerosene (I just found out about the kerosene part...another story), leaving us with a uninhabitable house for a few days.  We ended up staying at a friend's apartment while the clean-up crew (one poor guy who is ordered around by 4 "supervisors") eventually cleaned up the mess dripping from our closets.  I figured any living creature was now dead in our home!

Fast forward 8 months.  When we came back to India at the very end of July, we noticed a chirping or gnawing sound coming from somewhere in our bedroom.  We ignored it for a few weeks as we thought it was probably our air conditioner or some other noise India makes.  The chirping grew louder over the next few weeks, so I started to investigate.  While doing the manly job of testing the closet's wood integrity, I just about put my entire fist through the paper thin upper-side panel.  I shrieked.  I remembered I had pictures of the bugs from last year and so began a Google investigation.  After 20 minutes, I came to the conclusion that the bugs were known as "old house borers".  They are known to make noises after their 4th year of infestation (after their pupa stage).  You don't want to see what they look like the 5th year!!  Nasty!  Karen and I immediately placed a work order to have these closets taken down as they were infested!

Below is a slideshow of pictures with an audio clip of me talking to the bugs.  You can definitely hear them in this clip...especially after the 3rd hello!!  I wish I got Karen talking to them...they respond to her voice more!!  I don't know what they are saying.  I don't know if I want to know...


Thursday, September 8, 2011

What a day!

Turns out is was only a 4.4 earthquake!
Our home is "A" and the Delhi High court is "B".














BOMBING

When I hear the deep sounding far away rumbles of thunder here in Delhi, sadly, my immediate though is, man, I hope that's not Pakistan dropping a nuke. I don't know why this always quickly runs through my head, it just does. Yesterday, a bomb went off at the Delhi High Court. It is less than a mile walk from our home (on the map A is our house and B is the High Court). Sadly it killed 11 people and injured many more.

According to news sources, a terrorist group based in Pakistan and in Bangladesh, took responsibility for the attack. The email warned that attacks on Indian courts would continue unless the death sentence against a former Kashmiri insurgent involved in an attack on India's parliament in 2001 was repealed. Karen and I will make sure we don't hang around any courts.

EARTHQUAKE

About 13 hours later around 11:30pm, Karen had just lay down in bed and I was transferring Hindi notes into my new notebook. While I was writing, "Give me a good price," I heard a very loud rumble and about a second later felt heavy shaking for about 4 or 5 seconds. The quaking moved like a wave across the room. The shaking stopped and Karen and I both ran down the stairs and went outside. The birds were chirping and squawking and all the street dogs were barking. It was a strange feeling. Our landlord thought it best to run outside too. At first Karen and I both thought maybe this was a bomb... because that was on our minds from earlier today, but we knew better that it was an earthquake. This was Karen's first earthquake and my second (New Zealand 2003). We sat outside in the garden with our landlord for the next 2 hours just in case the BIG one was about to hit. The epicenter was 90 km outside of Delhi and thankfully, there was no noticeable damage or injuries (although you might not notice damage since there are so many holes and cracks around the city anyway).

Finally we nestled all snug in our bed while visions of bombs and earthquakes shook in our heads... What a day!

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Back at Neemrana Fort Palace!

We made our second trip to Neemrana Fort-Palace this past weekend.  We went in March for a weekend trip.  This time we went with a large group of Karen's coworkers from AES.  Highlights include, exploring the village of Neemrana and playing cricket for the first time.  I hit the ball at my first at-bat ever.  The bowler got me out with the next pitch though....seemed like he put a lot more spin and velocity on the second bowl!  Another highlight was meeting a young man sitting on his front step learning statistics.  He proudly showed us his work....looked much like my notebook in college stats!  The weekend included many really good food buffets, emerald green swimming pools (something was wrong with the pools...they blamed it on the rain.  I went in but not for long), and our room which was huge!

Here are some pictures we both took during the trip.
A picture of the top of the fort palace from our trip in March!

The Fort-Palace was converted into a "heritage hotel"

Beautiful view from the entrance

Three Porters

Karen spent about an hour on this swing reading a book!

Our room - "Malabar Mahal"

Our room

Amazing views from our room

The before-dinner show: "bicycle wheel boy"

Fire-breathing people.
You can't see me (Karen) cringing--as I inhale his kerosene fumes. 

On our walk into the village, we attracted the attention of a "friendly" group of Indian boys, teenagers, and even an interesting man with a lot of hair (can you see him in the background?) and a few gold teeth.  The boys are all telling Tim that he has to do a Punjabi dance... or play cricket!

He chose cricket!  Oops I think the stick that fell down is a bad thing...

They are all telling me that I have very soft skin.

They are playing "push the boys into the foreigners".
It's similar to bowling.

This is much of what we saw.

Village woman

Quality time with grandpa!

Neemrana Village

Streets of Neemrana Village


An advertisement for a local jewelry shop.  Makes me want to buy a nose ring
(and grow a mustache).

Monday, August 15, 2011

Pickpocketed!!

The Delhi metro is clean, cheap, fast, reliable, and crowded.  On Saturday, we decided to go on a shopping expedition to the Old Delhi camera market for some photo equipment for Tim.  We put a little extra money in the wallet and we were off!  We traveled one stop on the Delhi metro to Central Secretariat where we change to the yellow line.  The first train was too crowded and the security guard was yelling at people to stand back so we waited for the second train.  I decided to travel in the women's car because it was less crowded and Tim waited at the door of the next car.  When the train arrived and the doors opened, someone started pushing Tim from the right side (not unusual in India).  Tim was holding a bookbag with his workout clothes in front of him with both hands.  After the train doors closed and the train started to move, he felt back where his wallet had been (in his zipped back pocket), and felt nothing.  He turned around and said "who stole my wallet?"  Someone responded, "Whoever stole your wallet will not tell you sir."  Yes, common sense.  The person behind Tim held up his hands and said, "I did not take your wallet sir, you can check me."  Tim walked towards the women's car and signaled for me to come over.  He told me the news and we both knew this was going to be a very long day.

We got off at the next stop and told the security guard there what happened.  Unfortunately he didn't speak English and just started yelling and motioning toward the station entrance.  We walked up to customer care, who told us to go to the control center.  At the control center, there was a sign saying if you had been the victim of a pickpocketing crime to go to the police station at Kashmere Gate.  We gave up and decided to go home.  There was a mobile police unit in our neighborhood lounging in their police jeep.  We approached three police officers there and after thinking we wanted to exchange money, they finally understood that we had been pickpocketed.  We spent hours with those police officers - first waiting for the investigator, then going to the local metro station control room, then police headquarters.  After 5 hours of this, we were allowed into the metro central control room where all the metro surveillance video footage is kept.  We knew exactly when and where we were when the crime happened, so we were able to watch ourselves on the security footage (very cool!).  It looked like a 2-3 man operation, one pushing, the other taking both hands to unzip his pocket and take out the wallet, crowding onto the train, handing the wallet off to another man, who jumped off the train before the doors closed.  Tim realized what had happened 10 seconds afterwards, but it was too late!

Saturday was an Indian holiday celebrating the bond between brothers & sisters, called Raksha Bandhan.  While those criminals should have been celebrating with their families, they were targeting and stealing from us!  At the end of our day, however, we were happily surprised by some generosity.  At our local milk stand (Mother Dairy), we stopped to buy some ice cream to ease our troubles.  The man in front of us was buying several small cups of strawberry ice cream (the kind you eat with a small wooden spoon) for his family.  He smiled at us, ordered 2 extra, and gave us each a cup of strawberry ice cream with a "Happy Raksha Bandhan" and a smile.  A sweet end to an exhausting and frustrating day.

Lessons Learned: Don't wear your wallet in your back pocket in a crowded place EVEN if it has a zipper.  If someone is pushing you, keep your hands on your valuables.  Don't travel on crowded public transportation on an Indian holiday.

Happy Hindustan Independence Day!

Happy Independence Day from New Delhi!  I thought I would share this image from Google India.  It is the Red Fort, which is in New Delhi.

We are celebrating by staying inside, doing yoga, organizing the office, watching the rains, and catching up on Mad Men Season 4, The Inbetweeners, and an episode of Cops!

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Back to India!

We are back in India for a second year.  Getting over wasn't easy, but we made it.  Our first flight from Charlotte to Chicago was delayed so we were put on a different plane that was "on time."   Sadly it had maintenance problems, and we watched our original delayed flight taxi out while sitting in our broken "on time" plane.  We ended up working with British Airways to get us on a later flight to Chicago and then take a direct flight back to Delhi the next day.  This might have been a blessing as our original flight had a stopover in London which added a few more hours to the flight.  Here are some iPod snapshots of our journey back to Mother India!  



Everything that we had to fit into 4 bags for a total of 200lbs.  They were each exactly 50lbs (according to the airport scales).  Our carry on bags might have been 40lbs each too!  Had to make them look light as we boarded the plane.
Our new flight direct flight from Chicago to Delhi.  No free booze?!

Our very heavy carry on bags!

7,477 miles to go.

We never flew in darkness. We did fly during sunset for 6+ hours as we flew over Greenland.

If you track this flight with your finger on a globe, the flight path is pretty cool!



Northern India below! I didn't know we'd be up so high that we'd see where blue sky turns into black!

41,000 ft!

Friday, May 20, 2011

You Know You've Been in India Too Long...

As we begin the countdown to our departure from India for summer break (only 8 more days!), we realize how far we have come in the past 7 months.  We have noticed that our perspectives have gradually shifted and we've picked up a few new habits.


You know you've been in India too long when...

... Off! Deep Woods is your signature scent.

... You start to plan vacation destinations based on food cravings and medical facilities available in your destination country.

... You look forward to days when the temperature drops below 100 degrees.

... You carry an airplane sickness bag in your purse, just in case. 

... You actually use one of those bags for its intended purpose (but not on an airplane).

... It feels normal to ride in a taxi in the middle of the double yellow lines and you don't flinch when an oncoming vehicle swerves at the last second to avoid a collision.

... You would win (at least) a bronze medal if sprinting to the toilet was a new Olympic event.

... You do all your shopping on the taxi ride home, buying items only from street peddlers through your taxi window.

... You get excited about eating beef or Mexican food.

... You sign up for a pharmacy membership card to save 10% on your weekly antibiotic and probiotic purchases.

... You wash down your antibiotic pills with a probiotic drink.

... You name the street dogs that you see every day and you have the urge to bring them home as pets.

... You no longer search for a garbage can in public places and you automatically throw trash on the nearest trash pile at your feet.

... You lose fifteen pounds on the new "parasite" diet.

... Your new pastime is cloud-gazing whenever you travel outside of the Delhi haze.  You had forgotten how BLUE the sky really is.

... You wildly wave your hand out of the window or honking your horn when you are turning because you realize it's much more effective than using a turn signal.

... You answer to "sir" or "madam" without a second thought  (or you answer to Karim or Karan if your name is Karen).

... You see a stoplight as "just a suggestion" warning you to be aware of approaching cars, buses, or motorbikes as you go through an intersection.

... You get excited about finding a prepaid autorickshaw stand so you don't have to argue about their broken meter or be overcharged by $1-2.

... You walk down the street and have the urge to call out in a melodic tone "bananas and melons" like the street vendors do.

... You instinctively step over trash, dirt piles, potholes, and sleeping street dogs when walking in a local market without even looking down.

... You have a staring contest with the Indian person in the car next to your taxi at a stoplight.

... You sit under the A/C unit after blow drying your hair until all the sweat on your face and scalp evaporates.

And finally... You know you've been in India too long when...

... You start doing the Indian head bobble/nod. 


Thursday, May 5, 2011

Top 10 Indian Phrases...

We haven't learned much of the local language (Hindi) since our arrival in India.  But we have picked up on a few key phrases that have been useful...


Top 10 Indian Phrases we have learned: 
 

10. OK, OK - always said twice, never once (or in Hindi, 'acha, acha')


 9. Click - a verb, as in "Have you clicked the photo yet?"


 8. Walla - a man with a specific job title, as in "You can get roses from the flower-walla on the corner."


 7. Chalo - "let's go" in Hindi, this one comes in handy more often than you'd think


 6. Auto - autorickshaw, a 3-wheeled covered riding-lawnmower-like mode of transportation, cheaper than a taxi


 5. Good name - as in your proper name, not the nickname that your family knows you by, some Indian children aren't given a "good name" until many months after they are born and are called by their pet names at home always (such as Appu: means lion, but has no relation to the child's good name).


 4. Namaste - a greeting, hello or goodbye, literally: the best in me salutes the best in you


 3. Sir/Madam - used as a proper noun, as in "What would 'madam' like to drink?"
 
 2. Masala Chai - tasty tea with masala spices and sweetened milk, served by the 'chai-walla' of course

 1. As you like (with bob of head) - whatever you like madam (really means: I don't agree, but if you say so, I'll just pretend to agree...)

Monday, May 2, 2011

The Pink City

Jaipur, India is known as the pink city.  It's in the state of Rajasthan and only a few hours drive from Delhi.   I was sick before arriving and Tim was briefly sick while we were there, but we managed to enjoy a few sights and get a few photos...
My camel obsession begins - I really wanted a photo of one of these guys!

Amber Fort Palace

Our elephant ride to the top of the fort.

Amber Fort Palace - my favorite place to visit in India so far!

At the Amber Fort Palace.  He was just so picturesque.

Another camel shot from a moving car!

Hand-loomed carpets

Traditional block printing (maybe I wasn't doing it right, he looks a little angry)

One of the beautiful doors at the City Palace

The puppeteer shows us how it's done.

And my turn!

Our Hotel-Homestay.  Very colorful and fun!

Palace of the Winds.  But the cool thing about this shot is I took it from the window of a tourist mini-van moving pretty quickly (and we did not edit or crop this photo)!

Tim in front of Amber Fort with the angry elephant man behind him.  He wanted 100 rupees to be in the shot!

And finally Tim scored the camel shot from a moving car!

We saw so many of these "pillow" trucks, most even more full than this.  Sometimes we couldn't see the truck wheels!  Another one was tipped over on the side of the road.

This truck would win any pimp my ride competition.  Although this is about average for an Indian long-haul truck.

I wonder what it's for, then.

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