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Thursday, September 25, 2014

The Hardest Question

So, I mentioned in my previous blog post that I was feeling a little overwhelmed and anti-social for a few days after we got back to the US. I was trying to find the source of my anxiety and I may have figured it out.

I knew people would ask me how India was and I didn’t have a good answer. Certainly not a short and sweet answer anyhow. Not because I don’t have things to say about India. On the contrary, I have too much to say and I was afraid people wouldn’t care. I think people would listen to me for about five minutes and then tune me out, which would be understandable. But I don’t have a five-minute answer because how do you condense two and a half years of impressions and happenings (and several thousand years of history) into five minutes? You can’t. Or at least, I can’t. Not yet anyhow. I can give you snippets. Lots and lots of snippets. Snippets until you are blue in the face… but who wants that?

I’ve talked to a few friends and relatives since we came back and I have shared some things but I am careful not to spill too much too fast, lest I overwhelm them. Because India can be overwhelming in many ways. And I didn’t want to be that person, who wouldn’t shut up about their last post. Although it’s very tempting and I want to talk about India, a lot. But not everyone is willing, ready or able to listen. So I have to be patient and pace myself and spare my listeners.

I remember years ago when I first came to the US, people would hear my accent and ask me where I was from. I’d say Bulgaria and they would often ask about it. Most people didn’t know anything about Bulgaria. So, I’d tell them. Over time, I noticed that many of these people were just being social. They didn’t really want to know that much about Bulgaria or they just couldn’t relate. So eventually, I came up with “an elevator pitch about Bulgaria.” I usually say it’s in the Balkans (sandwiched between Turkey, Greece, Macedonia, Serbia, Romania and the Black Sea), that it has four seasons and that you can go skiing there in the winter and to the seaside in the summer. That it has fascinating though mostly sad history, that it’s beautiful and that the food is delicious (similar to Greek or Turkish food but better). I usually end there because that’s about the amount of information most people can handle. Anything more can be dicey. Unless the person asks for more information, of course.

I need to come up with something similar about our time in India, which will be tough because India’s so big and diverse and full of contradictions. Plus, my impressions are still quite fresh and raw. I am still processing some of them, trying to make sense of them. If I talk about India and our time there, I want to do it justice. I don’t want to make it look better or worse than it was but I also don’t want to offend anyone. I’ll keep you posted on the “elevator pitch” about our time in India

I also have all these unwritten blog posts swirling in my head and I feel like I can’t move on until I write them.  I need to get them off my chest, which will hopefully help me clear my head, put closure on our time in India and clean the slate for Ethiopia. My plan is to write several Retroactive India blog posts over the next few weeks so stay tuned…

Back in the US

So we are back. We have been back for a while actually – Paul and Nia for about a month now and Max and I for almost two weeks. Paul and Nia had to come back earlier, so she could start school in Falls Church. My parents really wanted to see the kids and had been asking us to stop in Bulgaria on the way back from India, so they could spend time with all of us. We couldn’t leave India any earlier because of regulations and such and it didn’t make sense for Nia to miss school but we compromised and I went to Bulgaria with Max for a couple of weeks.

So I spent a few nice lazy days in Bulgaria doing pretty much nothing, which was just what the doctor ordered after the craziness of packing out and leaving India. Max earned both of our keep by helping my father with some important projects…

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… ran around in the rain…

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…visited some Roman ruins…

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… said a tearful good-bye to this Indian drink:

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… also known as 99% of Max’s diet for the last 2+ years. He used to drink 5 bottles of this thing a day, so we were the product’s best customers, probably. I am sure the people at Mother Dairy (the manufacturer) are scratching their heads right about now trying to figure out what happened with their demand. Here he is with the very last bottle:

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One day, after the end of the hefty stash of said strawberry lassi (which I had smuggled into Bulgaria to nurse my son’s addiction a few days longer) I found Max desperately rummaging through our backpack (where historically there had always been a bottle or several of his favorite thing. I asked him what he was looking for. “Delhi milk,” he said, his voice trembling a little. When I told him there was no more “Delhi milk,” he thought for a moment, then said excitedly, “Let’s go back to Delhi then!” I had to tell him that going back to Delhi was not an option any more because other people were now living in our house there. He was heartbroken and proceeded to tearfully sing the song “No More Delhi Milk” to his toys for a half an hour. Then he was better. His diet is still pretty limited though. He’s still eats no meat whatsoever and lives mostly on bagels, pretzels and orange juice. Occasionally, he’d eat macaroni and cheese, rice or ramen noodles but that’s about it. We tried really hard to get him to eat fresh fruits and vegetables from parents garden - peaches, nectarines, figs, tomatoes, papers, etc – he said no to all. So that’s work in progress. But I digress…

While we were in Bulgaria we also hung out with my best friend from college and her family, which was wonderful:

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Finally, we made it to the US, also known as a “huge awesome playground with lots of cool toys and a pool,” according to Max. Just before we took off from Frankfurt to Washington, Max made the following important observation: “The men are loading our bags in the butt of the plane!”

Back in the USA

So what have been up to since we got here? Well, at first, I didn’t want to do anything. I felt discombobulated and overwhelmed and did not want to leave our cave at Oakwood but slowly I’ve started getting out and doing the things we used to enjoy before India:

  1. Checking out all the playgrounds and sandboxes in the D.C. metro area,
  2. Eating our favorite foods - Baja Fresh, Chipotle, District Taco, Qdoba and the like,
  3. Living our new rule of thumb: No meal is complete until you are in a food coma!
  4. Food shopping at Safeway, Shoppers and Costco and realizing that as much as I missed meat in India (mostly turkey and beef), I am completely grossed out by how much meat we Americans consume,
  5. Eating fresh fruits and vegetables without having to bleach the hell out of them,
  6. Drinking water from the tap,
  7. Shopping at TJMaxxx, Marshalls, and Ross – not very classy, I know but loooooving the prices and the awesome stuff,
  8. Enjoying Amazon Prime in the US, where you often get your stuff the same day!
  9. Freezing my butt off – it’s been in the 60s F here in the last few days and I have been wearing fleece jackets and such. I think Delhi has made a complete cold sissy out of me,
  10. Slowly reconnecting with friends and family,
  11. Unpacking our UAB, which came yesterday and I realized that it’s too cold for half of the clothes we shipped. Dang!
  12. Spending my Home Leave (27 days of leave mandated by Congress, so diplomats going from one foreign post to another can reconnect with America) at Falls Church. So exotic, I know but the timing of our departure from Delhi killed our plans to travel around the country and show the kids some National Parks. Hopefully, next time.

So, life’s good. Having stayed in Oakwood, Falls Church before we left for India and now again makes it seem like we never left. We know we did, of course and I like to think we are better for it. As a matter of fact, I have been reminiscing quite a bit about our time in India. There are a bunch of blog posts that I wanted to write, while we were there (mostly about trips we took) but didn’t get to it. Here’s hoping I will write some of those before my training starts Oct. 20.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Packed out!

Whew! We are done! We have packed all of our stuff and it is sitting somewhere in a warehouse in Delhi waiting for the paperwork to be done before it goes to the U.S. and Ethiopia.

It should have taken three days (Wednesday, Thursday and Friday) to pack us but it took four. Why, you ask. Well, there were a couple of glitches. We had our pre-pack-out survey two weeks ago and the guy from the packing company said we were going to be OK (meaning we will fit within the 7,200 lb we have for house hold effects also known as HHE). We were not so sure because we have been there before and we didn’t want to have to worry about it in the last minute like last time, so we came up with a plan. We had four large and heavy items (two sofa sleepers, our bed and a kitchen island), which we requested be packed last, so that if we are over the limit, we can quickly move them to our storage shipment instead. Good plan, right? Simple. Well, it didn’t quite work that way.

We did repeat to the packing supervisor at least five times on the first day of our pack-out that we want the four large items set aside and packed last. He wasn’t worried. He didn’t think we had much stuff and said again and again that we would be under the weight limit.

On day two of our pack-out, when the packers started loading things in the shipping crates I saw them loading parts of the sofas and the bed. Those crates were nailed shut, sealed and sent to a warehouse that night. At the end of the day, I told the supervisor again that there was a reason we wanted those four items set aside and that I am nervous about fitting in the weight limit. He said we would be OK.

In the afternoon of day three it became obvious that we were not OK. We were at 7, 200 already and the kitchen, the bathrooms and the storage room hadn’t been packed yet.

I hated to be all, “We told you so!” but we did tell him and he didn’t listen, so we weren’t going to pay for whatever was over the 7,200 lb, when it could very easily have been avoided. We told the packing company supervisor that we weren’t paying for what was over the HHE limit and that we wanted the four large items pulled from the already sealed crates and added to the storage shipment. He wasn’t thrilled but it was kinda their fault, so they had to come back on Saturday (day four) and fix it.

The problem was that when they told us we would be done in three days, we went ahead and scheduled vet appointments for our cats and dentist appointments on Saturday for everyone to get our teeth cleaned before we leave India. This being our last Saturday in India, there was no way to move those appointments. So the movers had to come in the afternoon and finish the pack-out. They had some more packing to do too, so it took them about eight hours on Saturday to get it all done. It did work out in the end but it could have been smoother.

What did I learn for next time? That we have to insist to the point of obnoxiousness if want something done a certain way – otherwise everyone ends up wasting their time. Oh, and for the second time in a row that pre-pack-out estimates can be way off, so don’t put too much weight in them (no pun intended), ha!

But otherwise the packers seemed good at their job. It looked like they were careful about packing our things. We’ll really know when we unpack those things, whenever that may be (especially for the things going in storage). Last time the packers hadn’t packed our bed well and we got it with some unsightly dings. Here’s hoping that won’t be the case this time.

A few pictures from the pack-out:

IMG_1174 Our UAB (unaccompanied air baggage). We tried not to put too much in it even though we had 900 lbs (two FSOs with one child each [250 lb+ 200 lb] x 2=900 lbs) to U.S. We will get substantially less to Ethiopia because Paul’s next assignment is D.C. based, so he probably won’t get UAB at all. We didn’t want to ship stuff to the U.S. and then not be able to take to Ethiopia.

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IMG_1197Putting the Embassy seals on our HHE crates. Buh-Bye, stuff! See you in a few months in Ethiopia!

Monday, August 4, 2014

Wrapping Things Up

First, an update on our tandem bidding situation. Paul recently got a Washington, D.C.–based job, which we are told he would be able to do out of Addis Ababa, my next post. We don’t have all the details about his job yet but are majorly relieved that we may actually be together!

Otherwise, our summer has been as hectic as ever. Before we knew it, we found ourselves with less than a month left in India. Someone definitely hit the fast-forward button on us. I am not ready to go. I haven’t seen enough of India, I haven’t experienced enough, I haven’t tasted enough, and I certainly haven’t shopped enough (and there’s not enough time left to rectify that.) So thinking about leaving is hard for me. Though I have to say some of us are readier than others.

In any case, we have been down-sizing. We sold our car, which is great because we won’t have to worry about having someone else sell it for us after we leave but now we don’t have a car, which is a pain in the hiney and is really getting in the way of my shopping.

We had a sale last weekend and it was nuts. I have been pretty good of getting rid of things throughout our tour – especially kids clothes, shoes, toys and books. I gave tons of stuff to our household help as well as other people’s help, and friends and neighbors, with kids younger than ours. We also made a donation of clothes and books to a school in Uttar Pradesh.

What we hadn’t been good about  was getting rid of my and Paul’s older clothes and some housey-things that we had been lugging around since before we left Florida. We  decided to do a sale a couple of months ago and spent the time since combing through our stuff deciding what we truly need. There were a lot of things that we brought to India but never used. I realized that I had clothes, which sat unworn in space bags under our beds since we came here. Those were clothes that I love but had unfortunately “outgrown.” India has not been good for my waistline and I need to do something about it but there was no point in sitting on a bunch of those clothes for leaner times, which should come but may not.

Then there were a bunch of tools – drills and saws, sanders, and all kinds of other crazy stuff you accumulate when you own a home, which we didn’t use any longer, since we are really not supposed to do house maintenance on the government housing we get to live in.

Last but not least, there were boxes and bags of paper – documents about things we no longer own, tax records, school records, bills paid and all kinds of other stuff that we didn’t need to keep anymore.

All of that stuff was dead weight, which is not ideal to keep under any circumstances but when you have a home and some storage, you get lazy and don’t worry about hanging on to stuff like that. Now, however, we are getting ready to leave post. We have two shipments out of Delhi but only one into Addis Ababa because Paul’s job is D.C.-based and he won’t get a weight allowance for Addis. So we had a monster shred weekend (and we are still shredding) and we sold a bunch of stuff last weekend. And it feels good – cathartic and liberating in a way but also a little sad to go through all your old things, reminisce about the good (and not so good) old times but find a way let go and move on…

For our sale we worked with a lady, who had helped some of our friends lighten their loads before. She has a list of folks outside the embassy community, who I guess are very interested in things embassy folks have because let me tell you when the sale started, it was out of control. It was supposed to be an auction but for the first hour or so it was utter chaos. We had an issue with folks getting in on the Embassy Enclave and the lady who helped us with the sale was trying to work it out with the security guards, while I was trying to keep customers at bay. It was impossible. Everyone wanted everything all at once and it was insane to try to do it in an orderly fashion. The electronics went very fast – we had a bunch of things we weren’t using any more – a surround sound system, a laptop, a tablet, several cameras, a GPS and a few other things. People snapped those up in no time. Then went the books. A couple of people were all over the books and bought them all in two big lots. The toys, kids clothes and bedding were also hot and so were the tools. We had a couple of older tents  and a few lawn chairs that went fairly quickly too. I had to bargain really hard for some things but others totally surprised me. We got $12 for a zip-lock bag of old nail polish! People also bid like crazy on lots of odds and ends that I thought we’d have a hard time getting rid of. Men’s clothes were popular too – I am guessing that’s because most of our buyers were men. Women’s clothes, not so much. I did sell most of my “outgrown” clothes but I practically gave them away because people were just not that interested. I guess they didn’t like my style. We weren’t able to sell most of our old shoes though. I think it was the timing. By the time we got to them, it was late and most of the buyers had left. We are also left with a few 110 V appliances but that’s OK. Those didn’t absolutely have to go. All in all, we are very happy with the sale – we lightened our weight considerably and made a few rupees in the process.

Now, we can focus on the rest of the pre-departure stuff. Our tickets have been purchased (we are told). Our furniture inspection is today. Our pre-packout survey and the pack-out itself have been scheduled. Everyone except me is up-to-date on their vaccinations. I have one more shot to go. Housing in Virginia is reserved. Nia is signed up for school in Falls Church for the first semester. We still need to sign her up for school in Ethiopia for the second semester. We still have our check-out lists to fight with but we’ll get there.

Just thinking about all that makes me tired but we have one last trip in India ahead of us. We are going to Ladakh (up in the Himalayas) in mid-August and we are beyond excited.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

India Fashion Week

Last week was India Fashion Week. A few friends and I went and had an awesome time. It was pretty neat to go around, chat with some of the designers and look at their newest creations. We didn’t buy anything because the prices were, well, designer prices but it was still fantastic to browse through the gorgeous clothes.

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We had invitations for one of the fashion shows, which featured two Indian designers – Anupama Dayal and Vineet Bahl. The space was kinda dark and flash photography was not allowed but I did manage to take a few half-way decent pictures without flash:

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The fashion show was fascinating and I could have sat there for hours but it was over before I knew it.

My friends and I milled around the fair grounds for a while, hung out at one of the cafes and watched designers, models, buyers, photographers and design students parade back and forth.

It was a lovely way to mix things up and see/do something different with friends.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Kerala – Part 2: Houseboating around Allepey

This is the second part of a two-part post about out trip to Kerala. Part One can be found here.

So, on day four of our trip, we headed from Munnar back East to the coast. We went most of the way back to Kochi and turned South. There was a lot of traffic, so it took more than 5 hours to get from Munnar to Allepey (a.k.a. Alapuzha).

The area south of Kochi is known as the Kerala backwaters and is famous for its scenic landscapes.  As you can see on the map below, there are a lot of lakes, lagoons, rivers and canals in the area and life revolves very much around the water.

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A popular way to experience the beauty and lifestyle of the Kerala backwaters is to hire a houseboat. Houseboats are one of those iconic images about Kerala. Every time you mention Kerala – you see/hear about houseboats. We, however, had heard mixed reviews. The tourist websites are selling the houseboat tours as this incredible, idyllic experience that should not be missed if you visit Kerala. A couple of friends of ours, who had been on houseboats, said that it was nice but overrated. The only way to find out was to try it and decide for ourselves, so we did.

It was difficult to decide which houseboat company to hire because there are so many and their websites say pretty much the same thing. We went with a company called Lakes and Lagoons. It was mid-range, I guess – not the cheapest but not the most expensive either. It cost about $170 for the four of us including the boat trip, our room on the boat overnight, lunch, dinner and breakfast the next day.

The houseboats are former fishing boats, which have been retrofitted for tourist purposes and look like this:

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The boat above is not ours but ours was very similar. Ours had two bedrooms but we only had paid for one and were not allowed to use the second one. Each bedroom had a shower and toilet. There was also an open living room space, hallway, a small kitchen and some space for storage in the back. There were three men on our boat – one cook, and two boat drivers, who were alternating.

There were hundreds of houseboats plying the Kerala backwaters. Some were fancier, with second store balconies and other features we didn’t have, some were even more rudimentary than ours.

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Observing life from a houseboat was fascinating. It’s a bummer that we forgot our good camera because it was hard to capture the neat, interesting, and strange (sometimes) scenes we encountered. I apologize for the poor quality of the pictures but here are some scenes we found interesting in no particular order:

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A couple going about their business in a small round paddleboat,

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A little girl, who couldn’t have been more than 6, and her father, crossing the river on a canoe,

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an old man going back home in his canoe,

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a man transporting hay,

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people transporting rice,

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then unloading at its destination,

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people moving trucks on the water,

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loading a digger on a boat,

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doing the  laundry,

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or washing the dishes,

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kids coming home from school on a canoe (in the picture below the kids had just gotten of the boat and most of them are behind the bushes),

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and animals bathing.

Not pictured are many people we saw bathing and brushing their teeth in the water (as well as a guy peeing in the water but that’s a whole other story).

We saw very few cars from the boat, and only a few motorcycles and bikes but every house seemed to have a canoe.

A scene, that I really loved for some reason was of this woman, who came out of her home on the water, fished a coconut out of the water and took it back in the house to cook with. Fresh coconut milk or oil whenever you need it – how cool is that?! She didn’t even have to climb the coconut palm tree for it – it was bobbing in the water waiting for her.

As I mentioned in my prior post, Kerala has a lot of Christians and the backwaters is not an exception. We saw many churches along the water:

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In the evening, we stopped in a small village and walked around. It was evening mass time and the village church was full of people, so much so that people had spilled out on the covered grounds around the church. Interestingly, the men were sitting on one side of the church, while the women on the other.

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We saw people walking around the church with bricks on their heads. Some had one, others two or three.

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We asked why and our guide told that they were making an offering to the church. I guess the church was getting ready to build something and this is how the congregation was helping.

There was also a lot of Christian memorabilia for sale outside the church:

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After the stop at the village, our crew drove the boat to a quiet area and docked for the night while we watched the lovely sunset.

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Our crew plugged us into electricity and turned the air conditioning on, which was a good thing because it was quite hot. Our room was quite small and there was barely enough space for all of us to sleep. There was a shower and a toilet but they were also quite cramped. The whole boat was OK but not exactly pristine and while it was terrific for watching our surroundings, it was not particularly comfortable as far as accommodations go. It was probably comparable to a one-star hotel. The food was OK but nothing special. In hindsight, we’d probably have been better off doing a 4 hour boat tour and then staying at a nice hotel. But we didn’t know that at the time…

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Kerala – Part 1: Kochi and Munnar

(Note: We stupidly forgot our good camera at home for this trip, so all the pictures in this post were taken with our phones.)

We had an Indian holiday last Monday (Holi), so we decided to take a couple of extra days off and go to Kerala. It is all the way down South and has been on our must-visit list as we had heard a lot about its culture and beauty but it’s quite far from Delhi (about 2700km/1600 mi), so it was not an easy trip to plan. But with less than 6 months left in India, we decided to go for it. We had a total of 5 days which was not enough time but 5 days are better than none. We spent a night in Kerala’s capital Kochi (a.k.a. as Cochin), two nights up in Munnar, which is a hill station (mountain retreat) and a night on a house boat in the backwaters around Alleppey (a.k.a Alapuzha). Many places here have two names – a pre-colonial and a colonial name (as in Mumbai/Bombay, Chennai/Madras, Bangaluru/Bangalore etc). A lot of cities are now going back to their pre-colonial names but enough people know and use their colonial names, so you see both.

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We took an early Saturday flight which put us in Kochi before 10 a.m., however, the airport is quite far from the city, so by the time we got to our hotel it was close to noon and some of us were in bad need of a nap. We stayed at Hotel Arches, a small boutique hotel with nice, spacious rooms, good food and very friendly staff. It’s located in Fort Kochi, a charming historic neighborhood with a lot of old trees and buildings dating back from its Dutch and Portuguese colonial days. The Portuguese did massive conversions to Christianity in this part of the world (some of which were actually quite brutal), so Kerala as a state, and especially Kochi, has a lot of Christians. We knew that in theory but it was really interesting to see all the churches around town including some really beautiful brand new mega-churches which were truly impressive.

This part of India is known as the Spice Coast as this is where the spice trade with India originated some 3000 years ago. Initially the trade was with China, Indonesia and the Middle East but later the Europeans “discovered” India too. To this day, a lot of spices such as black pepper, cinnamon, cardamom, vanilla, nutmeg, and many others come from here. Kerala is also known as a progressive state. It has the highest literacy rates in all of India (almost 100%) as well as low infant mortality and poverty rates. We were told that’s because they were lucky to have several very capable rulers in pre-colonial times and then the Portuguese, brutal as they were in their conversion practices, built a lot of schools together with the churches, thus providing a high-quality, low-cost education system, which is still the envy of the country.

South India also has a strong matriarchal tradition from pre-colonial times, so women and girls have better access to education, health services, work opportunities etc. We were told that a large proportion of Keralans work overseas (mostly in the Middle East but also in Europe and the Americas), so the economy gets a boost from their remittances as well. It truly seemed like a gentler, more relaxed version of the India we had seen up until now – it looked less crowded, cleaner, the roads were well-maintained, the people more civil. We did not see any homeless people or beggars. And while there were many people selling things, we did not encounter the relentless hawkers and peddlers we have become accustomed to across North India.

We didn’t have much time in Kochi but we did visit the Dutch palace. It was interesting but unfortunately, no pictures were allowed inside . We also did some souvenir shopping mixed in with a little entertainment for the kids:

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We ended the evening with a traditional Kerala dance-drama performance called Kathakali. As we entered the small theater, we saw the performers applying their make-up and getting ready:

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An announcer explained that the colors the performers use are all derived naturally, mostly from ground minerals (I wonder if this is where mineral make-up came from, ha!), which are mixed with coconut oil before being applied. Then we had a demo of various emotions and expressions used in this type of art, which was quite amusing. Finally, the performance itself started. It was a story from one of the classic Indian epics, Mahabharata, and was interesting but the kids got restless towards the end, especially the little one, so we had to leave before it was over. Here are a couple of scenes:

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The next morning, we got up early, had breakfast at the open roof patio of the hotel and headed out to Munnar by car. Munnar is about 150 km (less than 100 miles) from Kochi but it took us almost 5 hours to get there because more than half of the way is a winding mountain road (parts of it one-lane) and you really can’t go very fast. IMG_20140317_094532

The drive was very scenic. We drove through many quaint small towns and villages with beautiful homes, churches and mosques. We saw quite a few brightly painted trucks like this one:

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There were also a lot of coconut, banana, pineapple, tapioca, and rubber plantations along the way as well as several waterfalls but since this was the dry season, a couple of the waterfalls were completely dry.

About halfway, we stopped at a spice garden and had a tour. The guide showed us various types of spices and medicinal herbs and told us how they are grown and used. There was also a store at the garden where you could purchase spices and ayurvedic (traditional Indian medicine) cures for various ailments. We bought some things and continued on our way. We were quite exhausted by the time we got to the hotel, The Spice Tree, so we splashed in the Jacuzzi and hang out the rest of the day.

Munnar is a big tea-growing area. We saw the sprawling tea plantations on our way to the hotel and they were truly breathtaking but we had been on the road for hours and really wanted to get to our hotel. The Spice Tree Hotel is a lovely new property and the staff went out of their way to please us. They had free yoga classes, guided hikes, tea tastings, and kids activities, which was quite lovely. The only thing I didn’t like about it was that it was not in the tea plantation area. It is in the middle of a cardamom plantation area, which is also nice but not nearly as spectacular as the tea plantations.

The next morning, we headed out for a stroll in the tea plantations and had a glorious time. Tea is an evergreen plant and even though we were there during the dry season, the green in the area is so intense it is impossible not to fall under its spell. Even the kids, who are sometimes unimpressed with the places we visit, loved Munnar’s tea gardens. Nia declared that she wanted to live there and Max was thrilled climbing the giant rocks. Pictures (especially taken with a phone) don’t do the place justice but that’s what we have, so here are some:

PANO_20140317_100328 IMG_20140317_104605 Munnar beauty awesome munnar Munnar family1You will notice some taller trees in the middle of the sea of green. Those are Silver Leaf trees, named so because the bottoms of their leaves are a very light color and they look silver-ish in the wind. We were told that they are planted in between the tea plants because they have the peculiar property of collecting and retaining water during the rainy season and then slowly releasing it in the soil during the dry season, which is pretty nifty because this way the the tea plants don’t require any watering. The tea plants themselves would grow as tall as 2o meters if left alone but they are constantly plucked and trimmed and that’s why they look so well manicured. There’s no season for tea picking – it is done about every 20 days. The tea pickers used to pluck the leaves by hand but now they use these big hedge trimmer scissors (still manual – no electricity or gas is used) with a boxes attached to them where the cut leaves are collected.Nia Munnar IMG_20140317_100631

It was very difficult to leave the tea gardens but our driver told us we could go for an elephant ride nearby and the kids got excited about that, so off we went. The elephant ride wasn’t bad but there was a long wait, which dampened our enthusiasm a little. Our driver was nice enough to take a few pictures of us:

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In the picture above the elephant dude is wearing something like a long sarong skirt. It’s called a lungi and it is a very common piece of clothing for South Indian men. They wear it just like in the picture above, when it’s cool and when they are hot, they fold it up in half and it becomes a short skirt. It seems very unusual to see men wearing it everywhere at first but you kinda get used to it after a while.

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At the end of the ride, we got to feed Julie, our elephant, pineapples for an additional 100 rupees ($1.5). Julie seemed to enjoy the pineapples and the kids really liked Julie.

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Perhaps the weirdest and possibly unmentionable (but I’ll mention it anyway) thing we saw that day was a guy, whose job it was to collect the elephant poop and clear it from the path of the elephants. I suppose leaving the poop in the path could be a safety concern as the path was on a steep-ish hill and an elephant could slip on it. So if an elephant had to go, this guy would just go behind it, grab the somewhat solid but still fresh poop from the ground with his bare hands (no kidding – there were no gloves or tool of any sort involved) and throw it in the bushes on the side of the path, where there was a growing pile of poop. Craziness!!!

On the way back from the elephant ride we had lunch at Mahindra Resort (another nice hotel in the area), took a picture with a this guy…

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… and bought some excellent teas from an outlet at one of the tea plantations. We went back to our hotel for a tea tasting, while the hotel staff entertained the kids with towel origami. It was lovely to try different types of tea and learn more about how they are grown and turned into the drink so many of us enjoy, though that turned out to be a bit too much caffeine for me as I couldn’t sleep all night.

Before dinner we went for a hike with several other guests of our hotel. We hiked through the cardamom plantations surrounding our hotel to a place called Sunset Point, where there were some Stone Age ruins. Here’s a picture of the cardamom plantation:

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And here is the sunset at the Stone Age ruins:

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I am going to leave you with a song video from a popular (thought not very good) movie called Chennai Express. The song, “Kashmir me, tu Kanyakumari*” was filmed in Munnar last year and features several of the things I talk about in this blog post – the breathtaking tea gardens, the lungi, and the Kathakali performers.

Next up: our house boat adventure in Allepey.

*Translated the title of the song means “I am Kashmir (the northernmost point of India) you are Kanyakumari (the southernmost point of India.)” The movie is a love story between a man and a woman who couldn’t be more different from each other, hence the song title.

 
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