It's winter in Delhi
and 60 degrees fahrenheit is chilllly!
I thought it was hilarious, too, until I realized that India can make a cold-weather-wimp of anyone. I was skyping with my dad in a sweater, scarf, wool blanket, and quilt--and he got on weather.com and reminded me that it was 70 degrees outside. Great!
Thankfully, this terrible "cold spell" has been especially cozy and happy!
I holed up in Delhi's isolated Tibetan colony for the last leg of my project with 3 great friends. It felt almost like normal college life (8 hour days of writing, coffee sustenance, and general insanity included), with the addition of colorful yak's wool blankets for sale everywhere and lots of prayer flags fluttering in the morning breeze off the river. I am seriously going to miss our peaceful Tibetan existence--wake up every morning, write, drink delicious coffee, eat banana bread, have a huge family-style dinner at night, sing Bollywood songs, watch the fog roll in over the river from the roof, watch Lord of the Rings, and repeat.
The four of us would spend all day in a local coffee shop, pouring over last minute readings and synthesizing all our research into 40 page papers and preparing for final presentations:
KATE
MESHA
VIVIAN
ME
I'm happy to report that finals abroad aren't as different as one might think. Despite the vibrant culture, the spiritually inspiring community, and general excitement of India, facebook and general shenaniganry still claim victory in the great battle that is end-of-semester procrastination. Great Mother India hasn't fostered any particular spiritual-centeredness or productivity. The four of us put hours and hours of work into our projects--and subsequently, spent hours and hours doing de-smart things to balance it out.
A TRASH PIG
A SKIN CAT
Some gollums
Despite the above, my ISP did get finished and I'm done with class and work and writing until UPS in January, but before then--Taj Mahal, Himalayas, and off to sunny SE Asia! And MY MOM is here in less than 24 hours!
YIP! YIP! YIP!
