August 26th

Today was my last day on the medic team, and also the last day in the Elephant House. The bus ride to the colony was quite lengthy, but I had some pretty good company on the bus ride there. I cut off the bandages on people's feet, and we only saw about a dozen people or so. Fortunately for the ulcer care unit, about 3/4ths of them only needed their medication and whatnot, so we hardly had to do anything. One of the coordinators (Jeff) came out to medic for the first time in three months and washed feet. I think he was pretty grossed out by it all; I know that I was when I first went. We stopped for parota yet again, which was pretty awesome. I slept through my entire break yet again. I'm 99.9% sure that parota puts me in some sort of a food coma. One of my roommates woke me up before activity time, and I was extremely tired. I just sat there watching the kids play cricket the entire time. At dinner, we had chapati instead of the normal meal. Everyone stood up and told the group one thing that they learned on their trip. What I learned was this: Materialistic objects and money only provide comfort, not happiness. Genuine happiness comes from finding the joy in the little things, seeing the beauty that is in everyone and everything, and being in the presence of those who care about you. Phillip and I had drawn a lotus flower on the back wall earlier today, and the girls finished painting it right before dinner. It turned out much better than I had hoped. Our names and nicknames are on it, as well as the phrase "Roomba Super" in Tamil. After dinner, we went to a dance performance put on by some of the kids. The dance instructor, Emmy, did a wonderful job; as did the kids. We then went to our last family time. Roger, one of the older men on the trip, told the kids a version of The Princess Bride, in which Inigo is the main character. All of the kids, judging by how attentive they were, loved the story. I have a strong feeling that they are going to begin saying "My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father. Prepare to die." One of the kids, Steven, mae me a sign that says "I love you so much voluntree." Honestly, it brought tears to my eyes. Sorry for sounding so cheesey and lame, but this is how I feel: My heart really is in India. It resides in every single child, patient, person, volunteer, and all of Session Five, including the coordinators. It is in the trees, animals, land, culture; anything and everything that is India. We had a going away meeting in the Mango room, and Kim 2 put together a Session 5 slide show. We left at 12:30 am, and it broke my heart saying goodbye to everybody. Fortunately, I will see quite a few of them next summer when I return to India.

August 25th

Today was my day for construction. We kicked butt, seeing as we finished five bathrooms, inside and out. On the way home, we stopped for parota yet again, which is my absolute favorite thing to eat in India. After this, we went to the junction and bought some henna, which is super cheap. At activity time we played soccer, and due to the fact that I came to the realization that this was one of my last play times, I played my hardest. Before dinner, my aunt Dani gave me an amazing henna tattoo on my left forearm. Dinner was the same red rice and sauce, but I don't mind, I love it. At family time I was in another house teaching the kids how to make bracelets out of duct tape. They are extremely simple, and that is why the kids liked them so much. I ended up making a ton of them, and as the night drew to a close, kids from other houses began pouring in to get a bracelet for themselves. That night I laid down on the roof in the middle of a thunderstorm while listening to some dubstep. It was almost like I had my own light show. Nandri, Mother Nature.

August 23rd and 24th I Guess..

Today I was exhausted all day long. I got up at 8:30 am for Morning Conclave, which is just a meeting where the coordinators tell you what to expect in the colonies or in the school that day and any other important announcements regarding the group as a whole. Today, the Shatki group went out to a colony for medic, and their ulcers were by far the worst I have seen. We then went back home, where I slept through play time. At six we got up and went out for parota, which is sort of like a tortilla with this weird spicy green sauce. At family time, I played soccer with a tennis ball, which is actually quite fun. Back at the Elephant House we watched a Bollywood film called Three Idiots. Bollywood is India's equivalent to Hollywood, but is much better. The great thing about Bollywood movies is that they take you through a full scale of emotions. For example, in Three Idiots, it goes from singing about fixing this guy's science experiment, to finding the same man dead in his dorm room. Its very intense. The reason that this post is a mash-up of the 23rd and 24th is due to the fact that my friend Kylie and I stayed up all night long, and the days' events sort of got blurred together. Anyways.. I was on the education crew on the 24th, whichever day that was. It went really well and shockingly enough I wasn't tired whatsoever. Unfortunately, I was messing with my camera and messed up the settings and whatnot, so, being me, I hit reformat. It deleted every single picture that I had taken within the last ten days. Trying to be the optomist I have become, I realized that everyone else on the Agra trip had the same pictures I had, along with all the other pictures of me in the colonies. To make my day just a little bit worse, I was being unattentive and I fell into a concrete ditch type thing and hurt my leg. Later, at family time, Ashuk (one of the older kids) kicked it on accident, which made it erupt with a fresh wave of pain; which lasted about two hours.

August 22nd

We got back to the Elephant House today at 12:30 am. My first thought was "I'm back at home, I've missed this place." Home is where your heart is, and at the moment my heart belongs to these kids at Rising Star. Kim 2 saw us arrive, and gave all of us a huge hug.

Today I realized that school starts. I would much rather be here in India washing feet and painting outhouses than be stuck in a classroom. No offense Alta-goers. The paint that we used to beautify the ugly cement buildings is lime based, and really irritates the skin. Unfortunately for us, we didn't know this while we were painting each other with it, but we found out not very long after it dried. Quite a few people had allergic reactions to it, and according to Dr. Susan, the top layer of their skin has been chemically burned. After painting, we went to the art school in the leprosy colony, and their paintings are all amazing. They go for 45 US dollars, and I already have one picked out.

At activity time today (4:30-6:00pm) we played basketball and soccer, and as usual, the kids destroyed us. Afterwards, at family time (7:30-9:00 pm) I read all the boys in my house Hansel and Grettle.

On the way home, I ran across a snake. It was less than a foot long, was the width of a shoe lace, and was quite dark in color. I didn't exactly want to catch it and show someone, so its identity remains unknown.

August 21st

Today we ventured to the Lotus Palace, which is a architectural masterpiece. It is made out of white material (my best guess is that it is marble) and is very quiet inside. It was built as a place for worship and meditation, and is extremely spacious on the inside. We then went to a place that offers camel and elephant rides. I had my picture taken with a monkey in a fancy shirt, who was sitting on my lap. Then I rode an elephant with one of the other volunteers. It was such an amazing experience. Unfortunately, the animals are all severely mistreated, and I felt pretty bad taking advantage of such beautiful creatures. We then continued our marvelous bus ride (insert sarcasm), which was only bearable due to Kephren and Anna rapping at the front of the tour bus. 

August 20th

We went to the Taj Mahal today. Nothing I have ever seen is as exquisite as this building is. It has so much detail, and words cant even begin to express how amazing it is. The Taj Mahal was built as a tomb for the emperor's third wife, and his son imprisoned him across the river from it in the Agra Fort, which is almost as beautiful as the Taj Mahal. At Agra Fort there are a ton of monkeys, and they are very entertaining. After this we went shopping in Agra, and stopped off at this restaurant called Havemore, which is so delicious. They have this bread fish soup stuff that you eat with nan that is so good. Outside of the restaurant was a snake charmer, and he let me hold his cobra while he played his flute thing. It was exhilarating. The cobra had no teeth, but having a cobra stare straight into your eyes is not a happy experience. Nonetheless it was definitely worth the fear. 

August 19th

Today, at 3 am, we embarked on a two hour drive to the air port in Chennai, to fly to Dehli. From Dehli, we took a bus to the city of Agra, which is about six hours away if the traffic is good; and it never is in India. We checked into the Jaypee Palace, which is a five star hotel, and thankfully I slipped into the abyss of sleep very quickly.