India, well there is so much to say about it, but it is really hard to find the words to describe everything that I felt. I can easily tell you everything that I did while I was there, but the things that I felt while doing them is a different story. Here goes my best shot though.
The first day was a very relaxed day. I had to get up early the second morning to travel to Agra to be able to see the Taj the third day. The first day, Spencer and I went to find an internet café, and we were successful, but not without getting ripped off. We got off the ship, and were told that it should not cost but 50 rupees to go anywhere in the city. Well the guy told us 100 rupees to the internet café, and we just figured we would do it. So we get going and when we get to the gate of the port we switch from a bike carriage to rickshaw. These things were crazy! They were little three wheeled scooters, and the drivers were so aggressive on the PACKED roads. The diplomats that came to speak to us told us that Chennai had 4 times the population of Atlanta in ¼ of the city size. That figure just blew my mind. I couldn’t imagine that, but then once I got out into it I was made a believer that is for sure!
So back to the story, we were on our way to the internet café. The guy stops in the middle of a back road and tells us to follow him. We are a little worried, but this internet café is back there. We were told 250 rupees per person for an hour. We thought that would be a fine price, since it is like 5 American dollars. So we do our thing for an hour and we go to pay. Spencer has to pay for me, because I didn’t get in the exchange line quick enough and we had to get back for him to go one a day trip with SAS. Well he pays the 500 rupees, and we see the guy in front of him pay like 50 rupees. He had been there just as long as us too. We were so mad that we got ripped off like that, but we figured that we were Americans and there was nothing that we were going to do about it all. We get outside to the rickshaw driver and ask him, to make sure, how much it was back to the port. Thinking that it is 100 to the internet café, and then 100 back to the port, Well he pulls out a number like 500 a piece. We were taken back. We said that we were told that it was 100 rupees to the internet café. Well he pulls out that the 100 rupees was for the biker man that took us from the ship to the port gate. Well we never paid him, thinking that it was for the whole trip, and they worked for the same guy. We ended up talking him down and got that settled. Since we talked him down though, he was going to try to pull a smooth one on us. He pulls into a gas station, and asks us for money for gas. He told us to pay him there at the gas station. We sat there for a while telling him that we would pay him at the port and not at the gas station. It was about a 5 to 10 minute ordeal that we went through. He ended up just taking us back, and we went walked to the boat. We didn’t want to have to deal with anymore people like that for a while. We were both really pissed off at the way things went down.
Anyways, the rest of the day was just spent in leisure. I didn’t get back off the boat because I didn’t feel comfortable going to the city by myself. Pretty much everyone I know either left for an overnight trip the first day, or were on a day trip that got back later that evening. I ended up taking a nap, packing for my trip, and getting some reading done. It was just a nice quiet afternoon, compared to my very hectic morning. I had dinner with a guy from my bible study, and we just kind of hung out and talked for a lot of the night. We both got to bed pretty early, since we both were going on trips the next morning.
I got up early on day 2 to get ready for my trip. I was getting really excited, but found out that we had a day of traveling. We took a flight from Chennai to Delhi. We made some stop in the middle, but no one got off the plane. It was kind of miserable to just have to sit there and not be able to get up and stretch our legs. Some officer came on the ship and was making sure that all the bags belonged to someone. That was comforting in a way to know that they were at least checking to make sure there were no stray bags, but at the same time, it was kind of scary to thing that there was a very real possibility of someone doing something to our plane. Obviously we made it ok to Delhi, and back! We were told that we were not allowed to have liquids of any kind on the plain, along with batteries. I didn’t understand that, but the group leaders brought bags for us to check with all of that stuff in it. When we got to Delhi though, some people’s things were missing. I was lucky though, and all of my stuff was still there! It took forever for some of the people to calm down enough for us to leave and they realize that there was nothing they could do besides check the other bags of people that were on our flights once we got to the train.
We loaded up on buses to the train station. We got flower necklaces from some guy before we boarded the trains. People kept telling me that I looked so much like a tourist once I had the necklace, backpack, camera around my neck, and all my bright colors on. Someone took my picture and showed it to me, and I was shocked that I did look like a stereotypical tourist. I was a little ashamed of that fact! We got to the train station and that is when I really think I got my first taste of India. The smells were incredible, and not in a good way. They were so bad, and there were so many of them. We followed our trip leader right to the train. There were blind beggars, deaf beggar, children beggars, and just so many people wanting us to give them money. We knew that we couldn’t do it though. It was so hard to not, because I wanted to help them. They told us that most people work in groups. Little children are responsible to take all the money that they get to a head person. They torture them and do things to them so that people will give them more money. I found that out first hand once I got to Agra. The train ride was supposed to be a 2 hour train ride. We were going to get to Agra at like 8:30 for dinner at our hotel, but the train ride ended up being 5-6 hours long. It was miserable. I had only had breakfast that morning, because I fell asleep on the plane when they were giving out food. There was one man on the train that was selling chips. I was lucky enough to get one bag of chips, some people got none, and some people got more. The dinner at the hotel was not real good either. I have come to the conclusion that I do not like Indian food. Anyways, we got off the train in Agra and there were a few beggars, but we didn’t see many until we got to the outside where we found our buses. There were 4 or 5 little kids running around asking for money from us all. There was one little boy that I can not get out of my head right now. His top lip is cut in the middle pretty much all the way to his nose. It looked like a butterflied shrimp, and all around his mouth he looked like he had been burned. I walked right past him because there was no way that I could handle that. I am sitting here thinking about it and can’t even describe exactly how I felt about it all! I got on the bus and just thought about it. I decided to take a peek outside to see what Agra looked like, or what I could see of it. We had not started moving yet, and then all of the sudden that boy jumped in front of my window. It scared me so bad! I was thinking that this boy is going to haunt me for the rest of my life! We ended up getting to the hotel, eating, and then I went straight to bed.
We got a nice early wake up call, since we were going to see the Taj at sunrise! We all made it down for our bus, and were off to see the Taj. It was not a far bus ride at all, but we had to walk for about ½ a mile to a mile to get there. It was not a bad walk, but again the streets just smelled terrible, and we had kids coming up to us constantly to get us to give them money, or buy one of their trinkets. It was not fun to walk in at all. I was glad once we got into the gates, and there was no one, and we could just look at the Taj and admire it for what it is. What a beautiful building! It is made of all marble, and the thing is HUGE! I did not realize how big it was. The gardens around it are absolutely magnificent too. There was a mosque built to one side of the Taj a while back, and just to keep the symmetry correct they built another mosque the same size and everything right next to it. There were a lot of people there, but that is ok. I didn’t mind the people. It was just so cool to walk around the gardens, and get to go up inside the Taj. Thinking back on it, I can’t believe I got to do all of that. The feelings that I was feeling are just incredible, and I really can’t describe them all. We stayed there for about an hour, and then it was back to the hotel for breakfast.
We ate, and did a little shopping in the hotel shops. They had a few good things, but not many. We went to The Deserted City after breakfast. We got to go to rural India to see it too. The outskirts of town are unlike anything that I have ever seen before. Their houses can somtimes be just a cloth thrown over a line, like a little pop up tent. There are venders on the street selling fruit on wooded rolling carts. I was just in shock as to how these people live. It was such a culture shock to me. The Deserted City was cool. There were “students” there that wanted to show us around and tell us everything about it so they could practice their English. I didn’t want to fall into some kind of trap so I just kept walking when one would try to come up to me. I felt a little bad, but at the end they all asked the people they took around for money. I was not surprised by that in the least after all the scams that seem to be run around there. We went back to the hotel for lunch before our afternoon adventures. We constantly stayed on the move on this trip.
After lunch we went to some place that the emperor was held captive. This is the same emperor that the Taj was built for, and his son is the one who was holding him captive. It was a very cool place, but they seemed to live in a weird way. There were no walls completely closing in a room. They were always open to the outdoors. Rain would have ruined just about any furniture, assuming that it does rain there. I don’t think it ever does anything more than sprinkle from what I could tell though. Everything in the ancient buildings was either made of marble or from sand stone. It was all so pretty! Our guide got a little mad at us, because we were being so slow moving around. We thought we were in a hurry to get to the Taj again before our trip back to Delhi, but he told us we had some time so we went to a marble shop. It was incredibly beautiful! They had so much stuff there. I bought one thing from there. I couldn’t help myself. I was trying to resist, but I just couldn’t. The owner of the shop gave us a tour and told us how he was a decedent of the people who built the Taj. I don’t know how he would know that for sure, but he was very good at what he did. He had a lot of pictures of Bill Clinton on the walls, from when he visited him.
We were off to see the Taj again, but this time the beggars were so much worse, and there were so many more of them. It was just so overwhelming to go through. There were a few people who “snapped” and just started being mean to the people to get them to go away, but I tried to keep my cool and just say no, 1000 times it seemed. The Taj, at sunset was very pretty. The sun set behind the fort walls around it, so we didn’t get to see al the beautiful colors that we though we would. Since I had been inside and everything, I just sat at a distance and looked at it. Sitting peacefully looking at the Taj, it was really a time where I just kind of thought about all that I had seen, and done so far not only in India, but on the whole trip. It was very nice to reflect back like that at such a peaceful place. One kind of funny thing that our guide said to us was after we saw some Muslim students. He pointed them out, and proceeded to say, “Those are the future terrorist of the world.” We all couldn’t believe that he said that. I was shocked for sure! After the Taj at sunset we headed off to the train station to catch our train back to Delhi. The train station was miserable!
We got there, and we had to wait on the train. There were little kids everywhere, and I even got to see the kid that is still haunting my thoughts again. I walked pretty fast past him, but he seemed to follow me. He didn’t come all the way to the platform, but there were so many already there that it didn’t matter. There were children carrying babies begging for food or money. There was nothing that we could really do though. One guy on my trip pulled out a can of bug spray and the kids went nuts. I didn’t know what all they were going to do to him! Some man finally came and told them to get away from him that he didn’t have anything that they could use, or at least that is what I assume he told them. There were also shoe shiners. I had a guy tell me he was the number one shoe doctor in India. He tried to clean my shoes and followed me around for a long time. I had to keep walking so that he wouldn’t touch my shoes. Another guy on the trip kept telling the guy he had no money, and by this time we all were out of rupees. The guy kept cleaning his shoes, and then asked for money, but none of us had any to give him. All the shoe cleaners were so mad at him! We got on our train finally! I didn’t think I was going to make it without snapping, or just busting out into tears. It was so emotional. I didn’t know how to handle it all! The train was a lot faster than the one to Agra. It only took us 2 hours this time. We got to our hotel in Delhi, and it was one of the, if not the nicest hotels I have ever stayed in. It was incredible, but I just went up to take the first shower since being in India. I was so dirty and the shower felt so good! It was nice to be clean again!
The next morning we had a breakfast buffet. It was awesome. They had omelets, bacon, doughnuts, and fresh squeezed juices. I was spoiled there that is for sure. We set out for a tour of Delhi. I didn’t know this, but there is a dividing line between Delhi, and New Delhi. The hotel was in New Delhi. It was nice in that part of the city, but once you cross into Delhi it is just crazy with people and it gets very dirty. We were going to the Red Fort. I don’t really know what it was all about, but it was made of sandstone and marble, just like everything else. It was very nice. I think I was so tired that I don’t think that everything, or anything, our guide told us stuck in my brain. We headed to lunch after the Red Fort, and then to the airport. We didn’t have to make a stop so the flight was a little longer, but we were able to get back faster. There were 3 buses to take us all back to the ship. The buses were racing, and our won. It was nice because we were able to get right onto the ship. Sometimes when there are a lot of people, like in this case, we have to wait in a huge line to get back on the ship. I was able to get back and get some food, which was very pleasing to my stomach!
The last day in India is one that I will remember for the rest of my life. I got to go to a disabled children’s school/home. I didn’t really know what I was getting into, but it was really cool. We were given a tour of the school, and saw some of the kids of doing their work. They train them based on the severity of their mental challenge. They group them into three levels. There are older people at the school too. They make paper cups to sell to street venders, and they make note cards. They are actually all really very cool. I am kind of regretting not getting them to send out. We were recruited to do some work around the school after our tours. We cut the grass and made small trenches around some plants for them to water. We used some weird tool that was not real easy to cut grass with. We had to go back behind ourselves to and pick up the clippings. It was hard work, and it was hot so we were ready for a good meal. We got to eat lunch at the home. It was the first Indian food that I actually liked. We ate with our hands, and on banana leaves. It was really fun. I would love to start doing that back home, but I know that I would be looked down upon in our culture. It was just really fun to do, messy, but fun. After lunch we were able to play with the kids. I was with two boys at first that knew no English and were playing some game where they flicked a “coin” to get others into holes. I never truly understood it. As more children came in I spread out. One little girl loved playing with my hat and sunglasses. She was deaf so I couldn’t talk to her at all. I didn’t know she was deaf for a while though. I was talking and using my hands enough for her to know what was going on. I got some awesome pictures of her, and hopefully I will be able to upload them in Thailand. Every time I try to upload pictures they don’t make it up for some reason. I am sorry for that, because I know there are some of you who are anxious to see pictures. There is nothing more that I want than for you all to be able to see these pictures to. They are not real artistic, but they do help tell the story. Anyways we played with these kids for almost two hours. One girl that was with us got peed on. I felt so bad for her. The kids were awesome though. I am really having a hard time expressing how awesome this experience was.
India was so humbling. Coming here showed me a part of the world that I figured I would never see, or even care to see. God has placed people in a dire situation here, but India and its people have taught me so much. I am thankful to Him that I was able to experience all of this. I am able to see just how great our God is, and how true He is in His word. The bible study that I am in on the ship has talked about how we are facing persecution on the ship, and even in some of these countries. We are called to follow His will, and together we are finding that much easier. Thank you all for any prayers that have and are being said for me and this trip. It is one that I will be changed forever by, and India has a huge part of that. Please pray for the bible study that I am a part of and that we will seek truth and God will for our studies and that His glory will be shown through us.
I am looking forward to Thailand. I am going to Phuket, which is what The Beach was film I think. It is suppose to be very pretty and the group I am going with is pretty large. It should be a lot of fun, and should be relaxing. I will try to not make it so many days between blog next time. There was just a lot of traveling in the past 2 weeks! I hope everyone understands the delay!