Monday 12 August 2013

In which it turns out that a boring Bowel Diary is a good Bowel Diary

Apologies for brief absence over the weekend - no internet, and a lot of not-botheredness... BUT WE'RE BACK.
The weather has finally hit us (and so has Delhi Belly) leaving us looking and feeling like crumbling pieces of damp tissue paper. Except for Helena, who always looks fabulous.
We did, however, see a monkey sitting on a motorcycle, and a lady kick a man off the women's section of the metro. Delhi is so badass.
Haggling has also happened. With varying degrees of success/rage/threats/Nika's winning smile.

On Saturday we all got whiny and went to hide in the emphatically air-conned National Museum - and giggled like 10 year olds at cheeky Krishna and his round boobed women. Not to mention the Smiling Cows. And the thought of Gandhi and Darwin making friends in Joshan's multi-cultural wallet. Even bank notes are funny in India.
While in the museum, Luke discovered that coins are boring. And he doesn't like them. And he always seems to have fewer of them than he thinks he does. He has, however, vindicated himself by becoming traffic Moses - not since the Red Sea has anything been parted so successfully as the waves of beeping horns that make up Delhi roads. Apparently the zebra crossings here were just painted on as some kind of sadistic joke.

Sunday - an alarmingly American style Indian church was followed by an alarmingly American style Indian fast-food chain, and a Very Sweaty Park.
Oh, and Nature Points became a Thing. Though handing them out for seeing a cow is a little suspect, since their method of meandering across the streets of Delhi with complete disregard for traffic is remarkably similar to the approach that tourists take in Cambridge.
We also went to a wonderfully bizarre puppet show - though Joshan found the acting 'a bit wooden'. It is symbolic of our sleep deprivation that this joke is still genuinely hilarious.

We began our first placement today at Jan Madhyam. Gap Yah type comment alert - they are such beautiful people... We're working with about 30 3-17 year olds with varying disabilities - including cerebral palsy, hearing and visual impairments and various learning disabilities. They have little English, we have next-to-no Hindi, but we do have a couple of very helpful translators and the universal language of The Clap And Smile. And the fact that ball games, miming and 'Grandmother's footsteps' are great everywhere. Much excitement about what will follow in the next few days as we try to start some more 'theatrical' stuff...

Oh, and we're also planning a range of Ganesh Plushies. Stay tuned.



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