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Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts
Monday, May 23, 2011
Dinner!
Friday, May 20, 2011
Bangalore bontanicals
This morning we went to the botanical gardens and saw lots of palm trees and over 700 varieties of cacti. The cacti caretaker offered us seeds, which we might have taken if it weren't illegal to bring plants back to the US. There was a 20 year old cactus inside!
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Thursday, May 19, 2011
What part of the chicken looks like a ziti and has a hole in it?
Lunch was good, despite the fact that we have no idea what that was. In mint sauce it was great. As Bex would say, it's all about the sauce.
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TAJ
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Mom in Mcleod
Mom spent just under 24 hours in McLeod Ganj and still managed to see just about everything. That should give you an idea of the size of the town.
After she arrived on the Kingfisher flight, we zipped back up to dinner with Liz and Kylie and their families, then sent them off and had ice cream for dessert, in honor of Mom spending so much of the day in Delhi's heat. She and I slept at the apartment for one final night.
The next morning, after breakfast at Peace Cafe with Sam and Julia, we packed and went to my host family. I hadn't been able to get in touch with Amala on the phone, but she answered the knock, and we joined her for tea and capse! Mom gave her some gifts, Amala gave Mom some gifts, I showed Mom around the apartment, and then we all started talking about jewelry. Women talk about the same thing in every culture, it seems.
After handing over the keys to my apartment, Mom and I headed to the temple, only to find out that it was closed in honor of HHDL's returning to town. We walked Kora and Mom spun the prayer wheels and generally commented on how beautiful, and steep, the walk is.
We got some lunch and coffee, did a lot of shopping, and went back to the temple. Inside, around 30 monks were chanting and participating in a chalachakra tantric ceremony, which meant they wore brocaded collars and hats with antennas and held conch shells and bells to aid their practice. It was the fourth day of a 7 day ceremony, and that day would run for 12 hours. I hadn't seen anything like it my whole time in McLeod, but Mom has pretty good luck!
Sonam, my old roommate, came to meet us at the temple, and I introduced the two of them and said goodbye to her for the final time. It's weird to think that after four months I won't be going back to that part of India any time soon, if at all. But I was so excited to show everything off to my mother, and introduce her to all the people and things that have kept me sane these past few months.
After she arrived on the Kingfisher flight, we zipped back up to dinner with Liz and Kylie and their families, then sent them off and had ice cream for dessert, in honor of Mom spending so much of the day in Delhi's heat. She and I slept at the apartment for one final night.
The next morning, after breakfast at Peace Cafe with Sam and Julia, we packed and went to my host family. I hadn't been able to get in touch with Amala on the phone, but she answered the knock, and we joined her for tea and capse! Mom gave her some gifts, Amala gave Mom some gifts, I showed Mom around the apartment, and then we all started talking about jewelry. Women talk about the same thing in every culture, it seems.
After handing over the keys to my apartment, Mom and I headed to the temple, only to find out that it was closed in honor of HHDL's returning to town. We walked Kora and Mom spun the prayer wheels and generally commented on how beautiful, and steep, the walk is.
We got some lunch and coffee, did a lot of shopping, and went back to the temple. Inside, around 30 monks were chanting and participating in a chalachakra tantric ceremony, which meant they wore brocaded collars and hats with antennas and held conch shells and bells to aid their practice. It was the fourth day of a 7 day ceremony, and that day would run for 12 hours. I hadn't seen anything like it my whole time in McLeod, but Mom has pretty good luck!
Sonam, my old roommate, came to meet us at the temple, and I introduced the two of them and said goodbye to her for the final time. It's weird to think that after four months I won't be going back to that part of India any time soon, if at all. But I was so excited to show everything off to my mother, and introduce her to all the people and things that have kept me sane these past few months.
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Mom in Mcleod
Mom spent just under 24 hours in McLeod Ganj and still managed to see just about everything. That should give you an idea of the size of the town.
After she arrived on the Kingfisher flight, we zipped back up to dinner with Liz and Kylie and their families, then sent them off and had ice cream for dessert, in honor of Mom spending so much of the day in Delhi's heat. She and I slept at the apartment for one final night.
The next morning, after breakfast at Peace Cafe with Sam and Julia, we packed and went to my host family. I hadn't been able to get in touch with Amala on the phone, but she answered the knock, and we joined her for tea and capse! Mom gave her some gifts, Amala gave Mom some gifts, I showed Mom around the apartment, and then we all started talking about jewelry. Women talk about the same thing in every culture, it seems.
After handing over the keys to my apartment, Mom and I headed to the temple, only to find out that it was closed in honor of HHDL's returning to town. We walked Kora and Mom spun the prayer wheels and generally commented on how beautiful, and steep, the walk is.
We got some lunch and coffee, did a lot of shopping, and went back to the temple. Inside, around 30 monks were chanting and participating in a chalachakra tantric ceremony, which meant they wore brocaded collars and hats with antennas and held conch shells and bells to aid their practice. It was the fourth day of a 7 day ceremony, and that day would run for 12 hours. I hadn't seen anything like it my whole time in McLeod, but Mom has pretty good luck!
Sonam, my old roommate, came to meet us at the temple, and I introduced the two of them and said goodbye to her for the final time. It's weird to think that after four months I won't be going back to that part of India any time soon, if at all. But I was so excited to show everything off to my mother, and introduce her to all the people and things that have kept me sane these past few months.
After she arrived on the Kingfisher flight, we zipped back up to dinner with Liz and Kylie and their families, then sent them off and had ice cream for dessert, in honor of Mom spending so much of the day in Delhi's heat. She and I slept at the apartment for one final night.
The next morning, after breakfast at Peace Cafe with Sam and Julia, we packed and went to my host family. I hadn't been able to get in touch with Amala on the phone, but she answered the knock, and we joined her for tea and capse! Mom gave her some gifts, Amala gave Mom some gifts, I showed Mom around the apartment, and then we all started talking about jewelry. Women talk about the same thing in every culture, it seems.
After handing over the keys to my apartment, Mom and I headed to the temple, only to find out that it was closed in honor of HHDL's returning to town. We walked Kora and Mom spun the prayer wheels and generally commented on how beautiful, and steep, the walk is.
We got some lunch and coffee, did a lot of shopping, and went back to the temple. Inside, around 30 monks were chanting and participating in a chalachakra tantric ceremony, which meant they wore brocaded collars and hats with antennas and held conch shells and bells to aid their practice. It was the fourth day of a 7 day ceremony, and that day would run for 12 hours. I hadn't seen anything like it my whole time in McLeod, but Mom has pretty good luck!
Sonam, my old roommate, came to meet us at the temple, and I introduced the two of them and said goodbye to her for the final time. It's weird to think that after four months I won't be going back to that part of India any time soon, if at all. But I was so excited to show everything off to my mother, and introduce her to all the people and things that have kept me sane these past few months.
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Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Mom!
We then went to have dinner with Kylie and Liz and their families, then wandered around town a bit. I've already introduced her to the monk who lives upstairs and the guys who served me breakfast every day for three weeks, and it's weird to realize how much a part of my life these people have become and how soon I'm leaving! Tomorrow we will visit the temple, then hop in a cab to get to Agra by Thursday morning.
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