Hey all! The next part of my blog isn’t going to come as days now because everyday is similar. So I’m going to write out the different parts of my trip and add in any weekends and/or excursions I go on. Mainly to keep you updated but also to give me something to during the cold, lonely nights I’m having here, although it’s not really that cold and I’m not that lonely, sharing a room with 3 other volunteers!

Okay, so now that we’re up...

WEEK 6: My day began with two cups of PG tips, five slices of jam on toast and a fresh mango - this had to be a good day! We then headed to work as normal collecting the kids on route, only to discover today they were clean and fresh, clean hankies, clothes, hair, the lot! Our hygiene talk must have worked which was such a relief.

As there was a wedding in the community, which we later attended; we only had Satchin and the naughty...

THE LAST WEEK: At the Day Care we has our usual clan back which was good to see, it was so strange to think it was our last week, at times if felt like I had been in India for years but then again it feels like its gone quick too!

We spent the last week wondering when the last time we were going to see the kids was, we made everyday like the last as to me it was the kids that made the experience. As it’s the last week we are performing...

WEEK 9: On Friday we went on a community visit to distribute brochures for pregnant women and the parents of the children at the Day Care Centre and to call people to come and see the street play. In every house we are offered chai and welcomed; we went to Tamana’s house to find out that she won’t be returning to Day care whilst we are here as she is visiting family which was really upsetting that we didn’t get a chance to say goodbye.

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Everyone in India seems to drive with one hand consistently on the horn and the other up their nose, the horn is used instead of a wing mirror so you can imagine the noise! The rules for driving seems to be that there are none, whole families pile onto a motor bike, round about are alike crossroads darting in which ever way they chose to go. Just about the only thing that stops traffic is the cow, or should I say the sacred cow.
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Hey all! The first leg of my trip has been amazing, we spent the first five days in orientation where we were shown all the sights so we could get the feel of the culture.

Day 1.
After flying over Afghanistan for 20 minutes, which was a bit uncomfortable, we landed in India, Delhi at 11 am there time. After security check and some questions on if we had swine flu or not we got on a coach. They were loading our bags on the top of...

After a weekend of preparing lessons and having group meetings we were fully prepared and eager to teach, which proved successful. Communication is made easier now we know 'chup veho' (quiet) for the little ones.

Midweek we were invited to lunch with the locals of a leaf! Daal of a leaf- what an experience! The whole community came to pay respects for the anniversary of a man who had died in the village the previous year. The country...

AGRA


We reached Agra in the evening and relaxed at the hotel. I had talked to quite a few people on the bus but everyone was fatigued with the heat and the 24 hours or so of travelling. A group of young kids were gathered outside the hotel trying persistently to sell us things- they don’t take no for an answer. People were staring at us and someone even threw a rock but no-one was hurt.


At 5.45am we left...

JAIPUR


By now I had got over my weird mood and was getting into the spirit of adventure. Arriving in Jaipur after another long journey I was excited to meet the family I would be spending 3 nights with. After a briefing at the IDEX office me, Craig and Julian were taken to the Sharma household by auto-rickshaw. Nothing prepares you for the chaos of India’s roads, horns constantly honking (here it is a signal for safety...

ARRIVING IN DELHI - The flight was uneventful - 8 hours of broken sleep, one film and two surprisingly tasty meals. As soon as I stepped out of the relatively frosty air-conditioned cabin the heat hit me like when you open the oven door. I was glad I was not wearing my glasses or they would have steamed up.

The flight tunnel could have been anywhere in the world but there is just something about the atmosphere, the smells, the air, the...