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Sunday, March 15, 2009
HOLI....something!
My traditional meal with my host family for the lunch of Holi.
My wonderful/playful host family!
HOLI....cow?
If you look closly he played too!
The colors stain EVERYthing and when I asked about washing it off they told me sometime before nexy years Holi it becomes clean again :)
I STILL have green in my hair!~
Saturday, March 7, 2009
The WC adventures in India
Ok so I have been in India a week now and I have to anouce that I have yet to take a solid dump in this country... I guess someone heard me when I was preying for the shit to come out when I was constipated with worms.
Well thanks GOD but too much too late!!!
Well thanks GOD but too much too late!!!
More Mumbai (Bombay)
Rich kids from a privite school confortably playing criket on the "public" grounds.
The slums next to the "public" grounds where are the kids can watch a sport that would take them almost two years of begging to afford a bat (not a ball) to play with.
Most common form of transportation in India...the infamous rickshaw.
I was in a Bollywood movie as a back up dancer and some of my costars....sorry because the movie is still filming so NO pics of ANY of the scenes....The movie is called 'Blue' with Kylie Monogue. Look for me in the gold skirt and black top in the night club :)
I am sorry to all in the world this will offend. YES Indian food give you the runs like there is no tommorrow. Yes I like the poverty so as I can have a cheap meal, but YES INDIAN FOOD IS THE MOST DELICIOUS FOOD ON EARTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The 'real' slum dogs of Mumbai
What can I say...
You know what I have been thinking about. We (the tourists) like this poverty, isn't that what we come here to see?!?!? If not that, we come here because it is so cheap and why is it so cheap??? Because of THIS poverty. It is actually sick really. Why don't so many millions of travellers go to Germany each year? Because noone can "find themself" in Germany...hmmm can you tell I have had a negative couple days.
I could take hundreds of photos a day of scenes like this.
How do you walk by this to work every day, or worse drive in a ferari to work by this EVERYday?
...
Friday, March 6, 2009
Around Mumbai...
The hottest fucking pepper I have ever had the pleasure to taste. Honestly how is this legal!?!?!
My face for THREE HOURS after mistaking that pepper for a date. This pic was taken about 45 mins and two liters of water later. Tourist be warned!
Street girl at Mumbai bay...
Street Grandma at Mumbai bay, the girl's future perhaps... Will it ever end?
You have NEVER lived until you drive around Mumbai on a motorcycle of course if you do you MUST accept death as a serious possibility :)
views from the train
Thank god I am tall. Enough said.
the only way to get that many people in the train is if at LEAST five to ten of those people have SOME kind of body part sticking out of it. Seriously.
You wouldn't believe the things that are happening as the train is going you see it all on the tracks. People collecting garbage, pissing (well that is all over India so nothing specical here), building houses, taking a shower, cows taking a nap (which explains HALF the train accidents here), and people hoping the train. It is truly amazing!!!
This was such an amazing experience really to see all the sights that you just wouldn't and couldn't see on the train tracks in other countries. About four seconds after I took this pic I put my hand down and saw a post heading straight for my head. Thank god I got my eight hours the previous night so I had my Indian-quick reactions to pull my head back in.
No seat no problem this space comes with el natural air conditioning!
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Images from the Mumbai
This is the hand-rail view from a Mumbai train at rush hour.
See what I was talking about!?!?!
I am not sure if that is insulting to cancer patients, Astological Cancers, both, or just a misunderstanding... remind me to ask someone :)
I tried to ask if he (the dog) was in the ticket line but then I remembered there are no such things in India so I just walked in front of him.
A ferari in Mumbai....ummm sorry but where the fuck did that come from??
Monday, March 2, 2009
Surviving India...
So one of the first people I met here was a French-Canadian who was on his way home after a three month journey accross India. In his first statements to me was an observation he had that here cows are treated better than women...
TO BE CONTINUED>>>
I had to ride the local train out of Mumbai during evening rush hour one day and it was complete maddness. I thought Japan's railways were crowded in rush hour as they even pay people, 'white hands', to shove all the passangers in so the doors can close. Well Mumbai makes Japan look like a spectators queue at an Estonian water polo match (even though it is illegal I am going to try to get a picture of this one of these days as you got to see it to believe it!). There was one point where every single part of my body was being touched by people standing next to me (and thank god for the 'ladies only' compartment so it was ONLY women who had been invading every centimetre of personal space I had!) If you want to disembark you must start to make you way to the doors starting at LEAST two stops before yours or you will NEVER make it out while the train is stoped. Most people jump on and off while the train is still moving anyway but if you haven't started the inertia flowing toward the ever open compartment doors before the train comes to a complete stop, you get bombared with the embarking herd of people on a mission from ALL the GODS to get on THIS train right NOW. My fellow lady riders were so sweet to pass on these railway survival tips to me before my stop came. One adorable little lady told me I need to go to the door "now or you'll never get off". I asked her if it was like this everyday and she corrected me to say it was like this for her twice everyday both to and from her work place. I said she must be a strong women...she responded with "here, you have to be strong".
I realized the truth in this statement as I was taking the step down from the train to the platform, the herd came against me so hard I was almost trampled. Thanks to my love of dancing I could catch my step and I gained my footing, buy only to be shoved over by the littlest, oldest lady I ever saw!! And after jumping over me she continued to move as the train started to pick up speed and that little old lady ran along the train until she took hold of the doorside bar and hung mostly outside the compartment until she made space by shoving others out of the way with her one free hand.
And then there was me...patetic, weak, young western lady kneeling on the edge of the platform in complete awe of what was just witnessed. I could only take a second to take it all in as the next crowd was gathering. As I walked out of the station battered and brusied I looked down as three street dogs who had earlier been taking a nap on the stairs decided to start their night to search for food and take over the streets of Mumbai.
Survival of the fittest...
I decided to avoid the crowds yesterday and travel back after "rush hour" I took the 11:13 PM train out of Mumbai to the suburb I am staying. At 11:13 at night the train was JUST as packed as Taiwan's during RUSH HOUR- so you could imagine my previous experience!!!
TO BE CONTINUED>>>
I had to ride the local train out of Mumbai during evening rush hour one day and it was complete maddness. I thought Japan's railways were crowded in rush hour as they even pay people, 'white hands', to shove all the passangers in so the doors can close. Well Mumbai makes Japan look like a spectators queue at an Estonian water polo match (even though it is illegal I am going to try to get a picture of this one of these days as you got to see it to believe it!). There was one point where every single part of my body was being touched by people standing next to me (and thank god for the 'ladies only' compartment so it was ONLY women who had been invading every centimetre of personal space I had!) If you want to disembark you must start to make you way to the doors starting at LEAST two stops before yours or you will NEVER make it out while the train is stoped. Most people jump on and off while the train is still moving anyway but if you haven't started the inertia flowing toward the ever open compartment doors before the train comes to a complete stop, you get bombared with the embarking herd of people on a mission from ALL the GODS to get on THIS train right NOW. My fellow lady riders were so sweet to pass on these railway survival tips to me before my stop came. One adorable little lady told me I need to go to the door "now or you'll never get off". I asked her if it was like this everyday and she corrected me to say it was like this for her twice everyday both to and from her work place. I said she must be a strong women...she responded with "here, you have to be strong".
I realized the truth in this statement as I was taking the step down from the train to the platform, the herd came against me so hard I was almost trampled. Thanks to my love of dancing I could catch my step and I gained my footing, buy only to be shoved over by the littlest, oldest lady I ever saw!! And after jumping over me she continued to move as the train started to pick up speed and that little old lady ran along the train until she took hold of the doorside bar and hung mostly outside the compartment until she made space by shoving others out of the way with her one free hand.
And then there was me...patetic, weak, young western lady kneeling on the edge of the platform in complete awe of what was just witnessed. I could only take a second to take it all in as the next crowd was gathering. As I walked out of the station battered and brusied I looked down as three street dogs who had earlier been taking a nap on the stairs decided to start their night to search for food and take over the streets of Mumbai.
Survival of the fittest...
I decided to avoid the crowds yesterday and travel back after "rush hour" I took the 11:13 PM train out of Mumbai to the suburb I am staying. At 11:13 at night the train was JUST as packed as Taiwan's during RUSH HOUR- so you could imagine my previous experience!!!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
I GOT WORMS...litterally
As many of you know I am a vegetarian, however from time to time I do have some fish. Usually out of politeness and ease while traveling through new countries (I do realize this doesn't make me a "real" vegetarian).
Anyway, while in Cape Coast of Ghana, I partook in some fish stew, which I really tried hard to get out of trying, but as a personal favor to someone I palleted as much as I could. It was THIS stew that I have deduced to being the culprit of my intestinal infestation!
It was a fabulous experience not being able to utilize a toilet for OVER a week! My stomach hurt so bad and I felt nauseous on and off throughout the experience. Finally I caved in and excepted the fact that YES...I HAD WORMS. I got some dewormer took it and 8-10 hours later I was using the toilet like only a chile-eating champion from New Delhi would!!!
It was all this time on the toilet that I could really contemplate my life and I have since come to the conclusion to leave fish out of my diet from now on. It is funny how humans needs such serious lessons in life. And the funnier part are the locals. Anywhere in Accra you will find billboard advertising dewormer, and later I realized locals take the medicine every 3-4 months regularly... That dewormer is some powerful stuff-it is basically ingesting pesticides and don't get me started on the liver damage!
Now wouldn't it be better to find the problem at its source and solve it there rather than getting the problem and medicating it regularly?!?!?!
But sadly I found that a lot here in West Africa-people's disregard for personal health.
Is eating meat worth it? I guess for some people it is...
What a world!
Anyway, while in Cape Coast of Ghana, I partook in some fish stew, which I really tried hard to get out of trying, but as a personal favor to someone I palleted as much as I could. It was THIS stew that I have deduced to being the culprit of my intestinal infestation!
It was a fabulous experience not being able to utilize a toilet for OVER a week! My stomach hurt so bad and I felt nauseous on and off throughout the experience. Finally I caved in and excepted the fact that YES...I HAD WORMS. I got some dewormer took it and 8-10 hours later I was using the toilet like only a chile-eating champion from New Delhi would!!!
It was all this time on the toilet that I could really contemplate my life and I have since come to the conclusion to leave fish out of my diet from now on. It is funny how humans needs such serious lessons in life. And the funnier part are the locals. Anywhere in Accra you will find billboard advertising dewormer, and later I realized locals take the medicine every 3-4 months regularly... That dewormer is some powerful stuff-it is basically ingesting pesticides and don't get me started on the liver damage!
Now wouldn't it be better to find the problem at its source and solve it there rather than getting the problem and medicating it regularly?!?!?!
But sadly I found that a lot here in West Africa-people's disregard for personal health.
Is eating meat worth it? I guess for some people it is...
What a world!
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
woMAN
I wish men could understand
I wish you could understand what it is like to be an object
to be seen with a sole purpose of a hole for procreation
understand the pain when you hurt us and the scars you leave behind
with your words, your acts, your fists
I wish you could understand the stress our bodies go through at every stage of our lives
the blood we lose
the rivers of emotions we swim through
the pain we ignore
the suffering we endure
and for what...
why do you fight for power
why can't you understand the fear you instill in us kills us slowly from the inside
why do you show indifference to the inequalities and injustices
why are we treated as worthless without you
why are we kept in the dark all the time
why are women the last to benefit and the first to suffer from mankind's makings
why are we persecuted for your mistakes
why are the rules always written by you
I wish you could understand...
hurt the way you have hurt us
experience what we had to experience
feel what we've felt
see what we've seen
bleed the same amount we have bled
and take ALL of it the way we have always taken it
and then MAN you will understand why you need to help us change this world!
___________________________________________________________________________________
This world is NOT a safe place for your sister, your mother, your aunt, or your daughter....
DO you feel good about that!?!?!
I wish you could understand what it is like to be an object
to be seen with a sole purpose of a hole for procreation
understand the pain when you hurt us and the scars you leave behind
with your words, your acts, your fists
I wish you could understand the stress our bodies go through at every stage of our lives
the blood we lose
the rivers of emotions we swim through
the pain we ignore
the suffering we endure
and for what...
why do you fight for power
why can't you understand the fear you instill in us kills us slowly from the inside
why do you show indifference to the inequalities and injustices
why are we treated as worthless without you
why are we kept in the dark all the time
why are women the last to benefit and the first to suffer from mankind's makings
why are we persecuted for your mistakes
why are the rules always written by you
I wish you could understand...
hurt the way you have hurt us
experience what we had to experience
feel what we've felt
see what we've seen
bleed the same amount we have bled
and take ALL of it the way we have always taken it
and then MAN you will understand why you need to help us change this world!
___________________________________________________________________________________
This world is NOT a safe place for your sister, your mother, your aunt, or your daughter....
DO you feel good about that!?!?!
a BLACK world
I am in a black world and I know that kind of sounds stupid but I could imagine being a black American and coming to Africa for the first time. Everyone is BLACK!
The law, the advertisements, the products, the society, the grocery store (well actually here the grocery stores are Lebanese :)it is all BLACK and it is just as every other place.
People go to work, cook food, raise children and die.
The streets are dirty like those in Cambodia, but the children are happy like those in Thailand.
The government is corruptible like that in Taiwan, and the fruit is as natural and fresh as Hawaii.
The men are assholes like EVERY country in the world, but generally the people are among the friendliest I've ever met.
A land where women carry their supplies on the top of their head and a baby on the back.
A land where it is virtually impossible to take three steps without treding on a piece of plastic.
West Africa- Just another place on Earth!!!
Yesterday I sat at a coffee shop drinking my Malta watching all the eclectic faces go by and I had a vision...I think one day there will be no more white people. I think humans will inevitable interbred and then we will no longer be able to use a physical characteristic to make such gaping generalizations, classifications and assumptions. Or perhaps humans will just choose something else to judge one another on.
Then there is my hesitation with all this intermingling.
My hesitation with that would be with any globalization concept-a centralized power, cultural domination (maybe popular?), economic monopolies. So I am at a dilemma-humans need to adapt to survive in a globalizing world, and in turn the globalized world is slowly killing us.
And on the other hand...diversity which is what makes this world so wonderful coming together as one, as HUMAN.
hmmm the saga continues....
When I was standing in line at the airport to exchange money, the guy standing behind me started up a conversation. He said how wonderful it would be if the world all used one currency, no more bad exchange rates, no more long ques to wait in, no more pockets full of useless coins after going through immigration (unless you donate to UNICEF:) I wanted to disagree right away with him, but I couldn't think of an argument. That is a problem I have, when I feel too strongly about things I forget why I feel like that in the first place. My arguments become emotion-based and I lose some rational processes....
Why is a global currency bad!?!?!?
Humans are truly the most amazing species, even we can see our own demise we continue on due course...Are we just too lazy to imagine a better world and way too stupid to ACTUALLY do something to make it better, or do we really think it is not possible.
I want to talk about a truly new world...one that you can't argue simply because it hasn't lived in before.
Damn it! Why are humans so difficult and blind!
I watched The Gods Must Be Crazy today and I found it quite lovely. The funny part is that humans can MAKE movies like that, write books like Animal Farm and can paint pictures like the Vitruvian Man but we cannot live in harmony with each other and our environment.
or will humans destroy ourselves first...it all depends on us I suppose!
The law, the advertisements, the products, the society, the grocery store (well actually here the grocery stores are Lebanese :)it is all BLACK and it is just as every other place.
People go to work, cook food, raise children and die.
The streets are dirty like those in Cambodia, but the children are happy like those in Thailand.
The government is corruptible like that in Taiwan, and the fruit is as natural and fresh as Hawaii.
The men are assholes like EVERY country in the world, but generally the people are among the friendliest I've ever met.
A land where women carry their supplies on the top of their head and a baby on the back.
A land where it is virtually impossible to take three steps without treding on a piece of plastic.
West Africa- Just another place on Earth!!!
Yesterday I sat at a coffee shop drinking my Malta watching all the eclectic faces go by and I had a vision...I think one day there will be no more white people. I think humans will inevitable interbred and then we will no longer be able to use a physical characteristic to make such gaping generalizations, classifications and assumptions. Or perhaps humans will just choose something else to judge one another on.
Then there is my hesitation with all this intermingling.
My hesitation with that would be with any globalization concept-a centralized power, cultural domination (maybe popular?), economic monopolies. So I am at a dilemma-humans need to adapt to survive in a globalizing world, and in turn the globalized world is slowly killing us.
And on the other hand...diversity which is what makes this world so wonderful coming together as one, as HUMAN.
hmmm the saga continues....
When I was standing in line at the airport to exchange money, the guy standing behind me started up a conversation. He said how wonderful it would be if the world all used one currency, no more bad exchange rates, no more long ques to wait in, no more pockets full of useless coins after going through immigration (unless you donate to UNICEF:) I wanted to disagree right away with him, but I couldn't think of an argument. That is a problem I have, when I feel too strongly about things I forget why I feel like that in the first place. My arguments become emotion-based and I lose some rational processes....
Why is a global currency bad!?!?!?
Humans are truly the most amazing species, even we can see our own demise we continue on due course...Are we just too lazy to imagine a better world and way too stupid to ACTUALLY do something to make it better, or do we really think it is not possible.
I want to talk about a truly new world...one that you can't argue simply because it hasn't lived in before.
Damn it! Why are humans so difficult and blind!
I watched The Gods Must Be Crazy today and I found it quite lovely. The funny part is that humans can MAKE movies like that, write books like Animal Farm and can paint pictures like the Vitruvian Man but we cannot live in harmony with each other and our environment.
or will humans destroy ourselves first...it all depends on us I suppose!
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