Monday, March 24, 2008

Happy Birthday Jessa!

The night before I left for India, my daughter was crowned Queen of the father / daughter dance. She earned this title for an essay that she wrote about me.
I sent her a birthday card yesterday. I'm told it should arrive within two weeks.
If you see Jessica today, wish her happy birthday.
I love you, precious.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Pondicherry


Vijaya had been planning our trip to Pondicherry all week. He put together a MS Project schedule that outlined each activity down to the minute. The big items on the agenda were:

Mahabalipuram, Auroville, Paradise Beach for a catamaran ride, and Botanical gardens in Pondy. Almost nothing went according to plan.

We got a late start because of the rain. It rained all day Friday and was raining Saturday morning when we left. Rain is uncommon this time of year in Chennai. Many areas in Chennai, including my area, have no storm drainage system, so water fills the streets, which narrows the driving lanes and causes traffic congestion and delayed our start. Our plans included a stop at Mahabalipurum to complete some gift shopping that I had started two weeks earlier. That was the most successful event of the day. Read my earlier blogs on Mahabalipuram. Before I go on, I need to mention that Vijaya is single and hunting for a bride. Traditionally, marriages in India are arranged by the parents, but Vijaya wants to help his parents out in any way he can, so he is advertising. Aman, pictured later, is also single and in the hunt, but he was less enthusiastic about getting his picture taken.


The drive to Pondicherry went smoothly, with only one minor incident. Vijaya drove. He drove very safely since he has no insurance. However, he did come very close to running over a dog. Like cattle, dogs roam freely. Vijaya is trying to cut back on the number of dogs he kills with his car. He has developed a reputation at work as the "dog slayer". This of course is all unintentional. He holds to the Hindu philosophy of not harming any other living thing. For that reason, he is a vegetarian and doesn't even eat eggs. (Plants don't count as living things.)

Once we got past Mahabalipurum, the country side opened to reveal rice fields. I was nice to be out of the city. We forgot to bring water, so we stopped along the way to purchase coconuts. "Young coconuts are sold with the top cut off and a straw inserted to make a refreshing drink."

Auroville is an experiment for celebrating unity in diversity. "It is a universal town where men and women of all countries are able to live in peace and progressive harmony above all creeds, all politics and all nationalities. The purpose of Auroville is to realise human unity." The structure pictured here is a place for meditation, I think. However, due to the rain, they were not letting anyone inside. We couldn't even get close.


Our next stop was Paradise beach, where Vijaya had planned a 2 hour catamaran cruise. However, due to the low pressure system that caused the rain, the catamarans were not running. Instead we took a 5 minute ride on a speed boat in the
Chunnambar backwaters.

If your looking for my pictures of the Botanical gardens, you'll be disappointed, just like we were. Due to the rain (which had stopped hours earlier), the botanical gardens were closed, which left us ample time to spend on the beach in Pondy.
Even though nothing went as planned, it was still an enjoyable day spent with good company.

The biggest adventure was yet to come. Pondicherry is 150 km from Chennai. Appox. a 3 hour drive depending on traffic. The drive at night is just plain scary. On coming traffic rarely bothers to dim their lights, the roads are not marked as well as in the US, so at night it is difficult to see the center line, not that Indian drivers pay any attention to traffic lanes. Most slower moving trucks and rickshaws do not have lights in the rear, so it would be very easy to run into the back of one. Then there's the people walking along the side of the road, and the cows and dogs wondering in the middle of the road. All of which expect the drivers to avoid them. There were several close calls on the way home. The lives of two more dogs were spared.































Movies, Movies, Movies

Friday after work, Abdul took me to the bazaar. About every fourth booth at this particular bazaar sold DVDs. I purchased several. They sold for Rs 20 (50 cents), so I'm not sure if they are authorized copies. The first movie I watched had subtitles. I couldn't find a way to turn them off. A few minutes into the movie, I decided the subtitles were just as much fun as the movie. They were obviously done by someone who did not speak the language well and was not familiar with American culture. Ex. one scene in the movie mentioned a nativity scene. It was subtitled as an "activity scene".
The next movie I put in the DVD player wouldn't play at all. Another movie was the result of someone videotaping at a theater. I could hear the other people at the theatre caughing and laughing. At one point, someone stood up and walked in front of the camera.
The shops sold DVDs with three, four, or sometimes 11 movies per disk for the same low price. I bought singles, expecting to get higher quality.
I watched Ocean's Thirteen on Sunday. It was a quality reproduction.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Besant Beach

Ocean front living in Chennai India...
I took this picture and the next picture while standing in the same spot. Quite a contrast.

Monday through Wednesday were long long days at work. I decided Thursday morning that I needed a walk. So after finishing my morning e-mails I took off on the shortest route to the beach. This is Besant beach. It is an easy 40 minute walk from my flat.




In the middle of the beach was a small field of flowers. I don't know what they are, but I thought they were pretty.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Government Museum

In between shopping excursions last Saturday, Abdul and I visited Chennai's Government Museum. It was interesting. It had several rooms filled with stone carvings, mostly of Hindu gods. That's me with my new friend. I forgot to read his name on the plaque. None of my co-workers recognized him, so apparently he is not very popular.


This is the skeleton of a whale.
Admission to the museum was approx. $7. It cost another $5 to take my camera with me. Admission for Abdul was Rs 15, which is about 40 cents. Abdul complained. When he was young, the museum cost only a couple rupees.



There was an entire room dedicated to Hindu gods made out of brass.

Cold Showers

Yesterday started out as a good day. I had a warm shower. It was the second warm shower I've had in the three weeks that I've been here. I've developed a technique for taking cold showers. After the first few days, I realized I needed a strategy. I was warned not to open my mouth in the shower due to the water impurities. Keeping your mouth shut is difficult when you stick your head under frigid water and are forced to gasp for breath. Now I ease in and get my body accustom to the temperature before I stick my head in. All the time, I'm imagining myself on vacation jumping into Beaver Lake. When my family goes there in early June, it takes some time getting used to the water when you first jump in. After a few minutes, like the shower, the water is very refreshing.
I thought about posting a picture of me in the shower demonstrating my entry technique, but I didn't want to get the camera wet.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

New Live Assemblies of God Church

The second floor of the New Life Assemblies of God church is where they hold the English services. They have three services each week. The service prior to this one was even more packed. So far, this church has been the closest to my experience at home. They even sang some songs that I knew. The theme for this month at the NLAG church is "The Lord will go before you".
North and South Indians speak different local languages. The regional language for this area is Tamil. The educated Indians also speak English. I think that is the reason why so many Indians attend the English services. At the new comers class after the service, all the other participants were from Northern India. It's also possible that they attend to improve their English skills.
My Muslim driver attends church with me. We've had small conversations afterwards.

This is the sanctuary where the Tamil speaking services are held. If you look closely, you can see the balcony on all four sides. If I would have taken a picture when I first arrived, you would have seen this place packed. People were overflowing at every door.