Monday, January 28, 2008

Pictures!




Typical bathroom - a toilet, a faucet without sink and a bucket with another little bucket inside. Handy for laundry, but it takes skill to bathe with just the bucket. I'm becoming an expert.


The Chinese fishing nets in Cochin! The nets are lowered and raised to catch the fish. Beautiful.





On the train... not the 40 hour trip though! Im sitting on the lower level, the padded part behind my back can be pushed up and hooked to become the middle sleeping plank, and you can see the top one above my head...

I've finally figured out to get pictures up - so here are a few to start with... enjoy! :)

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Love from Cochin :)

Sunday, Jan. 27

Christopher and I somehow managed to drag ourselves away from Varkala - believe me when I say it was HARD - and if we hadn't we would have missed out on Fort Cochin.

I'm pretty sure I could live here. It's a little bit busier than Varkala, since it's a decent sized town, but you're right on the coast. Fort Cochin is actually an island off the city of Ernakulam, which was about 4 hours by train from Varkala. We then ferried over to Fort Cochin for a whopping 3 rupees each, and found ourselves taken in by a genuinely nice rickshaw driver. He told us that all the hotels named in the Lonely Planet were full and expensive, and offered to bring us to a cheaper (but still nice) hotel. I was skeptical and grumpy from lack of food - luckily, Christopher is much more trusting and accepted his offer. At any rate, we are now staying with the affable Wilson, who will also be taking us on a backwater cruise tomorrow for seven hours.

Today has been wonderful - we took a later start, then wandered around the coast watching the fishermen pull up their huge and beautiful Chinese nets (with any luck I'll be able to include a picture soon) and watched the regular fishermen detach fish from their nets and feed the too little ones to mewling cats. We wandered some more, then headed into the actual town to look at fabrics - Christopher had some holed pants repaired for about 5 rupees - and then, since we were so stressed, we stopped at a juice shack and watched dolphins jump through the waves.
In fact, we may have had TWO fresh fruit juices each - and by fresh, I do mean fresh fruit with absolutely no additional sugar or water added. Oh, and 4 fresh juices cost 2 and a half dollars. And we got free pineapple thrown in.

We rented bikes later in the afternoon and biked through the town, which was a lot of fun. This isn't quite as straightforward as it sounds - biking in Cochin isn't always relaxing - we'll just say it pays to stay concentrated.
Curious kids and amiable older men would call hellos out as we passed - we met a group of young kids who spoke excellent English and asked for a euro coin for a school project. We watched the sun go down off a beach...

For dinner, we walked by the beach where all the fishermen have set up stands selling their catch of the day. You can select what you want and then be pointed to (or dragged to) a restaurant that will cook your fish - for a certain fee, of course. I think a sign that we've gotten used to India is that we were shocked about paying two dollars more than we were used to in other places - bringing our grand total for tiger prawns and red snapper (including too much rice and a starter and beer) to 9 dollars each. How are we going to deal with prices in the real world after this?

So tomorrow we leave at 8 am for a cruise in the backwaters of Kerala - which are almost like canals through lush forests that pass by remote villages. We'll be back by 7, and on the 29th we take a train at 6:45 am for Calicut, where we will re-meet up with our friend and guide, Jeremy.

Or, maybe move into a Portugese villa here?... (by the way Mom and Dad, excellent real estate opportunities here - a winter house maybe?)

Love to all!

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Finally a break...

Sorry for the delay in writing - I don't think I've ever been so busy or seen so much or done so much in 6 days.

I'm sitting in a dingy internet cafe in Varkala, in the region of Kerala (which is on the west coast, in the south). It's a heavenly, blissful sliver of peace and quiet, particularly after the craziness of Delhi and Bangalore.

Ok, I'll start back from the beginning.

Delhi - we arrived at our hotel at around 3 am after flying in to Delhi, so it was too dark to get a sense of much. The next morning, I woke to the sound of a man showering right outside our window - apparently our room looked out on the private courtyard of a family - which included him hacking the spit out of his lungs. I was soon to discover that this is a common enough practice in India - it's believed that spit is dirty and shouldn't be swallowed too often. At any rate, it was more effective than most alarm clocks (I'm thinking of practicing it on Sophie to get her up in the mornings) and sort of set the tone for Delhi.

Delhi can definitely be described as bustling. I don't think I've ever been aware of so many people before. The traffic is deafening - the honks and screeches and various inventive buzzer sounds drown out any other noise. It's also probably the most disorganised traffic I've ever seen in my life - the street lines hold no importance, and neither do signs indicating one way streets. We walked around the whole city (which is very, very large) and spent time around Connaught Place, the Lal Masjid (the mosque), the Red Fort (though we didn't go in) and spent the whole time getting used to being stared at and just taking in the atmosphere and ambiance around us. Needless to say, Delhi is exhausting, and I was ready to get on a train for Bangalore.

Now, to some, a 40 hour train ride sounds daunting. I have to admit that I will never take high speed trains again for granted, but at the same time the ride was not nearly as tedious and horrible as I half expected it to be. We had booked seats in the Sleeper class, which is the regular class without A/C and has bars, and then windows that don't close too well. It also meant we were pretty much the only foreigners on the train, and we certainly caused a fair amount of interest. Luckily, we were sharing a compartment (I say compartments, but they're not blocked off at all, so essentially the whole car is open) with a really nice Tibetan couple and their one and a half year old son (who, as you can imagine, kept us entertained). It was quite pleasant - we ended up as a little family, and exchanged food and smiles the whole way. Along the way we picked up a group of young men headed to join the army in Bangalore who proceeded to gawk at us for about 20 hours, until Christopher finally eased their curiosity and went to talk to them.

So, pretty uneventful. At each stop people selling food or other goodies would get on to sell you snacks, or beggars would get on. Through it all there is a permanent flood of Chai and Coffee (for 10 rupees a glass - or 25 cents, its quite a bargain). The only ridiculous thing that happened was when a wave of water (I still can't understand it) swept through our window and completely soaked us. Jeremy and I laughed for about 10 minutes straight (after, that is, we had determined that it most definitely was not sewage).

Then - Bangalore.
Having arrived thinking that Delhi was chaotic, I found myself rapidly wishing that Bangalore had the calm of the capital. Bangalore is definitely the most polluted city I have EVER been too - in comparison, Moscow is the land of clean, fresh air. Jeremy, Christopher and I all seemed to develop some kind of allergy to the air - by the first night I was coughing to keep my itchy throat under control. The traffic is even wilder - we took several harrowing rickshaw rides - and took shelter in the many gardens in Bangalore (it is the Garden City of India, after all!). We stayed with friends of Jeremy's in a beautiful apartment, and they took us to chic, modern cafes with at least 20 different types of tea, and lovely restaurants. Two of the girls were nice enough to help me shop for some more traditional clothes - I was so overwhelmed by the huge choice in style and patterns - and ended up buying a short kurta (a long tunic like shirt). So I officially feel a little bit more respectable!

Bangalore is paradoxical in many ways - it's modernity is clear, but I was surprised to hear that all clubs and bars have a curfew of 11:30, and they recently banned dancing in clubs. I'm still not sure if that's even logical. Jeremy's friends generally had curfews and were expected at home around 8:30 or 9 pm, even though they were all at least 25. And to think we all complained about midnight curfews...

So yesterday Christopher and I decided that we needed to get out of Bangalore before we developed lung cancer, and at the last moment (and after advice from Jeremy's Indian friends) realized that our initial travel plans were ludicrous and impossible for the time we had. So after MUCH stress (Christopher insists he felt no such qualms) and plan re-hashing, we ditched Pondicherry and Madurai (though it hurt to do so...) and decided Kerala was easier to do. We left last night and took at 17 hour train ride to Varkala (almost too short to do anything!!) and are now chilling in the beautiful coast side town. Everything is built on the edge of red cliffs that look down on a beautiful sandy beach - and we have finally escaped some of the noise and craziness. There are more tourists - and thankfully, at little more variety in the food department - but everyone seems lazy and happy. What more could we want?

We'll be here for two nights, then head either to the backwaters and try to ferry to Cochin, or just train there. And then we'll meet back up with Jeremy in Kalicut to train up to Udaipur (another massively long train ride...)

SOrry this is so long - I'll try to keep these more regular (and shorter!). Otherwise, things are good - no one has gotten sick, though I've gone through a couple of days of being a little less hungry than usual. And we're slowly figuring this traveling thing out... Miss you all!!

Monday, January 21, 2008

Made it!

So its Jan. 21st - and we've made it to Delhi, survived the 40 hour train ride to Bangalore and are recuperating. Actually, the train ride wasn't nearly as crazy as it sounds and was good napping time.

So far so good! No food poisoning (as of yet!) and everything already seems (semi) normal. Delhi was (predictably) overwhelming and Bangalore seems fairly different (though we've only been here since 2 pm this afternoon and have yet to explore).
I don't have too much time right now, but I have plenty of observations to make at a later point and will hopefully write some of them out soon...

J'aurais plus de temps un peu plus tard pour vous donner une bonne description de nos premiers 3 jours - sinon, tout va bien - on est bien arrive et nous sommes toujours en bonne sante!

Until later then...

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Last night in Brussels...

12 hours until my flight!!

I'm concentrating on last minute packing, remembering to start my malaria pills and staying calm. I can't wait to get on the plane and be done with organizing - it'll be too late to change anything and I'll just have to accept that everything is out of my hands!

So Christopher and I will arrive in Delhi at around 12:10 AM, meet his friend Jeremy who is acting as tourguide/expert/savior for the first 2 weeks in India. The plan is to spend the least amount of time possible in Delhi, since, according to Jeremy, its overwhelming and crazy for the beginning of your first India trip. We're heading down to Bangalore on a FORTY hour train trip (which we may or may not survive...) and spend a couple of days there with Jeremy's friends before heading to Pondicherry, then Madurai. Then we'll cross over to the region of Kerala (more on the West coast) and slowly make our way up to Udaipur (where I start work the 4th of February).

It's hard not to be excited, but it's also difficult to realize that I'm finally getting to India! So I'm still waiting for all of it to hit me when I walk through customs in Delhi tomorrow night...