On to Pune-
By 7:30 am we were out looking for coffee, which we found at Leopold`s, a place to change money and quick interntet access. They guys there told us all we needed to know to get to Pune like real Indians and we went their way.
The drive was through mountains and valleys, over the Indian Ocean and baboons climbing around. The bus pulled into a Fast food stop for a pause and we ate the best simosa`s ever there.
We reboarded the bus and continued on to Pune. The traffic slowed for a moment and I looked out the window to see what happened. In the middle of the highway were 2 men, breaking the road to fix a whole. There were no lights of warning, there were no slow down signs and there was no cursing from the drivers and the men seemed unaware of the traffic, they were not going to get hit. The trust in ones neighbor is amazing.
In the states we have signs for miles to warn of men at work and here they just move around them no probelm, no stress, no judgement. Why do we need all those signs, why do we need to control every action of our children, why do we always need to yell at our neighbor. From what I see here these people live a thousand times better than we do. Perhaps they have no shoes and beg and are dirty but they have someting we have long forsaken and that is community and allowing everyone to be a part of it with out inconvinence.
We arrived in Pune and it is taking more time for me to adapt here. The people altough in a better position are less friendly and always say I don`t know when you ask them for the hotel that ofcourse you are still looking for. We found it due to some helpful young male students God Bless them. And tomorrow I will tell the tale of the A,B,C plan for poor Jessyca meeting us in Pune from Kerala and Omaha beckoning BKS after Geeta blasted us all for stolen shoes.
But for now good night, good day and Salutations from India.
By 7:30 am we were out looking for coffee, which we found at Leopold`s, a place to change money and quick interntet access. They guys there told us all we needed to know to get to Pune like real Indians and we went their way.
The drive was through mountains and valleys, over the Indian Ocean and baboons climbing around. The bus pulled into a Fast food stop for a pause and we ate the best simosa`s ever there.
We reboarded the bus and continued on to Pune. The traffic slowed for a moment and I looked out the window to see what happened. In the middle of the highway were 2 men, breaking the road to fix a whole. There were no lights of warning, there were no slow down signs and there was no cursing from the drivers and the men seemed unaware of the traffic, they were not going to get hit. The trust in ones neighbor is amazing.
In the states we have signs for miles to warn of men at work and here they just move around them no probelm, no stress, no judgement. Why do we need all those signs, why do we need to control every action of our children, why do we always need to yell at our neighbor. From what I see here these people live a thousand times better than we do. Perhaps they have no shoes and beg and are dirty but they have someting we have long forsaken and that is community and allowing everyone to be a part of it with out inconvinence.
We arrived in Pune and it is taking more time for me to adapt here. The people altough in a better position are less friendly and always say I don`t know when you ask them for the hotel that ofcourse you are still looking for. We found it due to some helpful young male students God Bless them. And tomorrow I will tell the tale of the A,B,C plan for poor Jessyca meeting us in Pune from Kerala and Omaha beckoning BKS after Geeta blasted us all for stolen shoes.
But for now good night, good day and Salutations from India.
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