Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Mary burns all of Jimmy's Clothes

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So our very kind professor mentioned earlier, Scott Hibbard, let us stay at his flat in Cairo while we searched for an apartment. So after spending a few days in Zamalek while searching for said apartment we came back to stay until we can move into our new flat on the first of the year.

So we decided to do a bit of laundry. Ali had just done a load of wash and we threw one in after his. Then we went out to dinner. When we got back from our dinner we decided to throw in just a few more shirts.

Everything seemed to be going just perfectly fine. Maybe thirty minutes later however Mary got up to go to the bathroom. When entering the bathroom she saw smoke rising out of the washing machine and called for Ali and I to come and check it out. We opened the machine and found our clothes smoldering with ambers askew.


Our travels around the world just seem to get more and more interesting as they continue!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Cairo The Beginning

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We hit the ground in style here in Cairo.

We hop in a cap and find our Professor Scott Hibbard's flat in Maadi a small suburb of Cairo. He generously puts us up for a our first week in Cairo and shows us around the town. There are two other DePaul University grads staying with our professor as well.

On our first day we went on a walking tour around Old Cairo and the Citadel. We saw a few different mosques and had a relaxing day.



Through these DePaul friends we met Siad who goes to DePaul but grew up in Egypt. Now Siad has hooked us up hardcore with entertainment and fun. We spent our second day in Cairo out on his boat on the Nile River enjoying the sun.



On the Nile at Sunset
On our third day in Egypt we drove with Siad and his driver up to Alexandria, and had a fantastic time. We started at the Library at Alexandria - the modern version. The old one is about 700 meters off the coast underwater. Then we took a long tour of the Alexandria Citadel. Then we went and had some amazing sea food at the perfect hole in the wall restaurant. Amazing shrimp pasta and soft shelled crabs. Then we went and stayed at his amazing seven bedroom villa.

The Citadel of Alexandria
The Alexandria Library

We then spent a few low key days getting oriented in our new city where we are going to spend three months learning Arabic. We signed up for language classes at ILI.

The next step was finding a new home. Our professor has been amazing but we couldn't stay there forever. So after viewing a dozen different apartments we finally settled on a quaint two bedroom in Zamalek, an island in the middle of the Nile River, and within walking distance of our new language school.

Our new flat

We spent Christmas Eve at the fancy Semiramas InterContinental Hotel, and treated ourselves to Room service. It was a fantastic decision and made being away from our families tolerable. We checked in to our room at 3 pm and didn't leave the room until 2 pm the next day. As we checked out of the hotel Santa Clause came waltzing through the lobby handing out candy canes. We were even surprised with some massages from Kathy as we checked out which we quickly scheduled and enjoyed thoroughly!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

On the twelfth day of Christmas

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On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... The twelfth floor of the Semiramas InterContinental Hotel a sleeping!

Negotiating the flat down by 1100 Egyptian Pounds so we can afford to live in Zamelek!

Ten flats in Cairo to look at before we find one we actually like!

Nine Countries a traveled in the last few months (Australia, Singapore, Vietnam, China, Mongolia, Russia, United Arab Emirates, India, & Egypt)!

Eight days of love love for Jimmy & Mary!

Seven taxis honking! (Cairo has seven million taxis wildly driving!)

Six cups of Tea in Cairo on the Islamic New Year, but unfortunately no skiing on Chair 6 back in Alaska!


Five continents in the last four months!
(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

On the eleventh day of Christmas

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On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Negotiating the flat down by 1100 Egyptian Pounds so we can afford to live in Zamelek!

Ten flats in Cairo to look at before we find one we actually like!

Nine Countries a traveled in the last few months (Australia, Singapore, Vietnam, China, Mongolia, Russia, United Arab Emirates, India, & Egypt)!

Eight days of love love for Jimmy & Mary!

Seven taxis honking! (Cairo has seven million taxis wildly driving!)

Six cups of Tea in Cairo on the Islamic New Year, but unfortunately no skiing on Chair 6 back in Alaska!


Five continents in the last four months!
(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

On the tenth day of Christmas

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On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Ten flats in Cairo to look at before we find one we actually like!

Nine Countries a traveled in the last few months (Australia, Singapore, Vietnam, China, Mongolia, Russia, United Arab Emirates, India, & Egypt)!

Eight days of love love for Jimmy & Mary!

Seven taxis honking! (Cairo has seven million taxis wildly driving!)

Six cups of Tea in Cairo on the Islamic New Year, but unfortunately no skiing on Chair 6 back in Alaska!


Five continents in the last four months!
(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Monday, December 21, 2009

On the ninth day of Christmas

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On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Nine Countries a traveled in the last few months (Australia, Singapore, Vietnam, China, Mongolia, Russia, United Arab Emirates, India, & Egypt)!

Eight days of love love for Jimmy & Mary!

Seven taxis honking! (Cairo has seven million taxis wildly driving!)

Six cups of Tea in Cairo on the Islamic New Year, but unfortunately no skiing on Chair 6 back in Alaska!


Five continents in the last four months!
(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

On the eighth day of Christmas

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On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Eight days of love love for Jimmy & Mary!

Seven taxis honking! (Cairo has seven million taxis wildly driving!)

Six cups of Tea in Cairo on the Islamic New Year, but unfortunately no skiing on Chair 6 back in Alaska!


Five continents in the last four months!
(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

On the seventh day of Christmas

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On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Seven taxis honking! (Cairo has seven million taxis wildly driving!)

Six cups of Tea in Cairo on the Islamic New Year, but unfortunately no skiing on Chair 6 back in Alaska!


Five continents in the last four months!
(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Friday, December 18, 2009

On the sixth day of Christmas

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On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Six cups of Tea in Cairo on the Islamic New Year, but unfortunately no skiing on Chair 6 back in Alaska!


Five continents in the last four months!
(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Thursday, December 17, 2009

On the fifth day of Christmas

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On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Five continents in the last four months!

(North America, Australia, Asia, Europe, & Africa)

Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!

Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

On the fourth day of Christmas

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One the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Four wonderful parents, but not four Christmas day dinners!


Three Lovely Sisters!

Two light backpacks!

and

One year abroad!

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

On the third day of Christmas

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On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me... Three lovely sisters!


Two light backpacks

and One year abroad!

Sunday, December 13, 2009

On the second day of Christmas

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On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me two light backpacks!


and One year Abroad!

On the first day of Christmas

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In the spirt of Christmas Jimmy and I are writing the twelve things we are grateful for this year. Feel free to write in with what you are most grateful for this year. We love you all.

On The First Day of Christmas My True Love Gave to Me - One Year Abroad!

Dharamsala

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Our guesthouse, the Kunga Guesthouse was not open yet, but the milkman, who arrived at 6:10, assured us that the attached restaurant opened at 6:30. So we waited and soon enough the owner of the guesthouse came upstairs from his private residence and was very accommodating. He gave us tea on the terrace and the “best room in the house” which he said Cindy Crawford stayed in nine years ago when she came to Dharamsala. The room was on the fourth floor with a balcony looking out into the valley below all for only $10 a night! Jimmy and I watched the sunrise and then we crashed until noon, since I did not sleep at all the night before.

When we woke up we showered and walked around the down – it was amazing how Tibetan the people look. 80,000 Tibetan people marched over the Himalayan Mountains to Dharamsala when the Dali Lama was forced into exile here. Its so beautiful here and full of life – a stark contrast to the poor military controlled Lhasa in Tibet. We found a great coffee shop with free wifi – a first here in India and on top of that they serve large good lattes! And waffles. The Moonpeak Espresso is a must if you come to Dharamsala. We had dinner at our hotel, at Nick’s Italian Restaurant, where I had a large salad, which was great. Nick’s is recommended in the guidebook as the best restaurant in Dharamsala.

The next morning we got up early and went for a nice walk. Then back to the Moonpeak and now we are off to see the Dali Lama – well actually just his modest residence, a far cry from the Potala Palace in Tibet – but Jimmy is planning on seeing him. We leave tomorrow; unfortunately, we could stay here for a month as well.

When we arrived in Delhi it was so busy, dirty, and down right overwhelming that we didn’t really like India at first and could not understand why people would ever travel here. But after spending time in rural India we have a whole new appreciation for the country. I’m glad we had the opportunity to experience both aspects – we have learned something for everywhere we’ve been and are so grateful to have each and every experience – the bad with the good!

Rishikesh to Dharamsala (McLoed Ganj)

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Rishikesh is located 263 km northeast of Delhi; a quick four-hour train ride. The guidebook describes the town as the point where the "wooded mountains of Garhwal rise abruptly from the low valley floor and the Ganges crashes onto the plains. The centre for all manner of New Age and Hindu activity, its many ashrams – some ascetic, some opulent – continue to draw devotees and follower of all sorts of weird and wonderful gurus, with the large Shivananda Ashram in particular renowned as a yoga centre. Rishikesh is also as adventure sports hub, with rafting, trekking, and mountaineering all on offer. In addition the arrival of the Beatles, who came to meet the Maharishi in 1968, was one of the first manifestations of the lucrative expansion of the yatra pilgrimage to the town." Jimmy and I stayed at the Green View hotel set back a ways from the center of town next to the Niketan Ashram. It was a quite nice place with great views of the mountains as well as the many monkeys that hug outside our window on the surrounding trees. We arrived and were immediately hit with the sense of calm emitting from every nook and cranny. We spent the next four days sleeping, reading, sitting by the river, drinking coffee and ginger lemon honey tea and people watching form Devraj Coffee Corner. Most people were western and looked like they went into one of the local shops and came out with: Baggy pants of all colors, covered with a long flowing tie die skirt, layers of linen tops, Indian bracelets, henna, dreadlocks, galore. I too wanted to partake in this weird fashion experiment but Jimmy looked at me with big eyes and said “really”?! We spent every night doing yoga for two hours at the Omkarananda Gita Sadan yoga studio. Our teacher was great, a mixture of calm relaxation as well as intensive pushing to stay in the postures longer and stretch further. He really liked Jimmy and everyone in the class was impressed with how flexible Jimmy is for not being an avid yogi.

After four days our time was up, way to short, we could have stayed there for a month, but we had a ticket to go to Dharamsala and so we packed our stuff and spent our last night in Riskikesh admiring the exciting Hindu wedding that was taking place right outside our hotel. The party went on way into the night with great music!

We woke up the next morning, had coffee and went to catch a taxi to the train station. We were way early again! But it makes Jimmy more comfortable so… we waited for four hours at a small train station outside Rishikesh, it was not the main station that we arrived at but another smaller one just outside the city. The train was only suppose to stop for two minutes so we did need to be there early to make sure we got on. When the train finally arrived we quickly got on and showed our waitlisted ticket to the attendant he informed us in broken English that no second class cabins were available so we were relegated to the third class cabin, which our guide book said was supposed to be an experience! When we got on I was the only women in the entire car and was stared at for two hours until another woman got on. There was also only one lower bunk available so Jimmy and I were crammed in there together. Our train ride north was ten hours, most of which Jimmy slept but I couldn’t, I watched a movie, listened to music, etc. It was finally 2 am and I woke Jimmy up because we were suppose to arrive a 2:20. However we were not sure which stop would be ours so we went to find the train attendant who was sleeping. We debated if we should wake him up and finally did because we had no idea what to do and where to go. We finally woke him up and he came and opened the door of the train while we were pulling into a station and announced that we weren’t there yet. He then went and sat on our bunk and fell back asleep. A couple more dark stops went by and then we came to Chakki Bank, the train attendant sat up and gave Jimmy and nod as the train was slowing down. Jimmy looked at me and said just jump out. I looked at him and then felt the weight of 35lbs on my back – I am not going to jump I told Jimmy! I thought he was going to push me but the train started to slow and finally came to a stop. We got out and found many taxi’s outside at 3 am. We got one and asked to be taken to Dharamsala, a three-hour drive away. We got in an off we were into the night. Our driver got lost several times, which made me very nervous because the roads were all torn up and we drove through sever shanty towns. Jimmy was fast asleep but I woke him up at several points because I was sure our driver was taking us to the place where he was going to keep us and ask for a hostage ransom or we were about to be hit by a on coming truck! But alas we arrived safely to Dharamsala at 6 am.

Jaipur to Rishikesh

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Our second day with our driver was much better! We woke up early and spent the whole day seeing the tourist sites of Jaipur, the Pink City. It gets its name from the color that was used in the building materials of the structures throughout the city. Set in a desert landscape with tropical flowers popping up all around as well as a natural lake surrounded by a promenade on the northern end, which has a castle built in the center, Jaipur is actually a strikingly beautiful place. It is also made quite exotic with painted elephants roaming the streets alongside large camels pulling carts. And the most beautifully dressed women in vibrant colorful saris whipping by on the dozens of motorbikes that line the roads.

We started our day at the Amber Palace, set up in the hills above Jaipur built in 1639. The main entrance is a large open courtyard with a grand staircase leading into the palace on its southern end. The palace consisted of formal meeting rooms, guest quarters, royal living quarters, a hammam or Turkish style bath, and many gardens all spreading over three levels with a massive footprint. Everything was carved in stone. One of the royal entertaining rooms consisted of thousands of little mirrors laid in marble, which were to give off light at night when oil lanterns were lit. It was a truly beautiful site, inside and out, even day and night. At night there is a dramatic light show that runs from 7pm until 11!

The next stop was the Hawa Mahal or the Palace of the Winds, it was built in1799 to enable women of the court to watch street processions while remaining in hiding. The building is five stories and decked out with hundreds of finely screened windows and balconies. Again everything had extensive intricate carvings throughout the whole structure.

Next was the Jantar Mantar, an enclosed grassy park built in 1728 – 1734 by Jai Singh to hold his larger than life astronomical devises. The park looks like a large modern art installation with the largest sundial on earth as well as devises leading to the study of astrology, a very important element of Indian culture.

After walking through the park we walked across the street to the Jaipur City Palace, which was also built by Jai Singh in 1720, and is still occupied by the royal family of Jaipur today. The palace has not lost any of its original splendor, each doorway and gateway is heavily decorated, each chandelier intact and each hall guarded by turbaned guards decked out in full royal garb.

After spending two and a half hours wandering through the palace and its attached museum we headed for a late lunch at the City View Garden restaurant. Jimmy tried a new dish, not chicken curry, but Jaal Frezi, which is chicken with green peppers, onion and garlic in a thick red sauce, and we split a basket of Naan bread. Naan is the best food in India, safe, filling, and pretty much always the same. The funny thing about my love of Naan is that it started in Alaska! My totally cool dad brought me to the new trendy Nepalese restaurant – Yak and Yetti’s and that is where I had my first Naan. Now everywhere we go in India I have to order it!

After lunch we went back to the hotel for an afternoon siesta and a little reading and then it was time for dinner. Our driver took us to a great Indian restaurant where there was traditional Indian dancing. After a great dinner and a show we went back to the hotel because we had an early start in the morning – we were off to see the Taj Mahal!

The next morning we woke up early and drove for five hours to the town of Agra where the Taj Mahal is located. Agra has two stunning architectural features, the well known Taj Mahal commissioned in 1632 and finished in 1653 and the Agra fort constructed in 1565 -1573. We first visited the Taj Mahal and our driver arranged a guide to take us through. Our guides name was Lanna and she was quite knowledgeable and helpful. After buying our tickets she pushed us to the head of the every long line, cutting in front of a lot of people. She pushed Jimmy into the men’s line and we stood patiently in the women’s. I was a little shocked at this but wasn’t really sure what to say and when I went to open my mouth she quickly said, line to long, not enough time and pushed me up to the guard who checked my purse after I walked through a medal detector. On the other side of security Lanna started with the history of the Taj Mahal. It was interesting to note that the structure was built by a Muslim king, which I didn’t know, and that the city of Arga is a large Muslim center and the people are very well known for there inlayed carvings which they have been doing in Agra since the period the Taj Mahal was built. Also interesting was the king who commission the structure for his wife, Shah Jahan, wanted to have another palace tomb built for himself across the Yamuna River, that would be a black palace to contrast with the white Taj Mahal, however the kings son felt that his father had already spent to much time and money building the Taj Mahal and he had his father arrested and thrown in prison. The platform of where the kings black palace would be is still visible across the river. After the history lesson, Lanna was quite active in positioning Jimmy and I, to take our picture, which was very sweet of her. Then we walked up the twenty-two stairs and into the tomb. Lanna brought a mini flashlight to show us how the inlayed flowers light up when light is shown on them. The craftsmanship was amazing. As we existed Lanna told us that the structure on the north end of the Taj was a mosque that is still in use today and on the southern end was a guesthouse that mirrored the mosque in architecture to give balance. There were also beautiful manicured gardens throughout. After leaving the Taj Mahal we went to another factory to see how the marble is cut and designed. After a shorter but just as elaborate presentation, as we had at the textile factory, we said we were not interested in buying anything. We were then shuttled through five more rooms holding everything anyone could want to buy that seems “Indian” we left and got back in the car.

Our next stop was the Agra Fort which Lanna again gave a great history lesson on and after a couple of pictures and another glimpse of the Taj Mahal across the river we were off again for another long drive back to Delhi.

There was a lot of traffic and road construction but we made it back to Delhi around 8:30 pm and our driver dropped us off at our new hotel, the Royal Residency. We were a little nervous about the drop off, because our driver told Jimmy on our first night with him, were he got drunk, that his clients usually tip him $20 US a day for his services. He was an alright guy, I mean we were a little annoyed the first night, but other than that he was ok, but we didn’t feel that he deserved $60 in addition to what he was already getting. Especially when that is more that one days budget for us on this trip! When we got out of the car Jimmy went to shake his hand and he said where is my tip. Jimmy explained that he was just thanking him and then gave him his tip, which he seemed satisfied with as he drove off.

After settling into our room we went and had dinner and then came back to check the Internet. The next morning we were going to leave for Rishikesh and we had not heard from our travel agent if our train tickets from Rishikesh to Dharamsala made it off the wait list. Just as we were discussing this, a man at the hotel came up to us in the lobby and said our tickets had arrived and that we had a phone call. Our travel agent said our tickets were still waitlisted but to call and see what our status was two hours before the train was suppose to leave, he gave us the number and said our tickets were on the house, another sign we paid him to much, but oh well.

The next morning we were up early again, 4 am this time to catch our 5:30 train to Rishikesh. We opted not to shower because the Royal Residency was also the royal house of cockroaches, a common occurrence, that I am getting use to throughout our travels. The hotel arranged a taxi that took us to the train station; we were there early with plenty of time to find our train. Our train ticket was an electronic ticket, similar to what you print out when you fly, we went to the ticket counter to ask if we needed to exchange the piece of paper for hard tickets and when we were waiting in line a man came up to us and asked what we were waiting for, saying he worked at the train station, we explained and he took our ticket and looked at it. Then he explained that we needed to come with him across that street because our seats were in fact “WS” or what he said was a “waiting seat” and that we needed to have them confirmed. It was early and we were both tired and as we followed the man across the busy street I knew something was not right. Our travel agent had said that these seats on this train were good. When we got to the office another man examined our tickets and said we had to pay him $50 US to confirm the seats. That was it, I had, had it, I said we were calling the travel agent and we were not going to take this anymore, I was kind of yelling – but I was really pissed off, the man quickly gave our piece of paper back and said that our seats actually were confirmed and wrote a giant OK across our paper. We left the office and again crossed the busy street back to the train station. We found our train and boarded it. Later as we were on our way, the train staff brought us tea and coffee and breakfast, our WS was not waiting seat it was with service! However, even though Delhi was very frustrating we were on our way to peaceful yoga and so after breakfast we fell fast asleep and when we woke up we were in Rishikesh.

Jaipur

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This morning we woke up and had breakfast at the hotel. After breakfast we went downstairs and checked out and met our driver who would take us to Jaipur. We loaded our bags into the car and were off, the drive would take 6 hours our driver said. Jimmy and I immediately fell asleep and did not wake up until we stopped for lunch; our driver teased us that we slept so long. We had a nice lunch of chicken curry and naan bread and then it was back in the car for more driving. After lunch Jimmy and I were awake and the traffic on the road became more and more interesting to look at. Among the cars, trucks and bicycles that were on the road there were also monkeys and then camels and the Elephants! It was an amazing landscape as well green grass and vegetation and pink tropical flowers. Our driver was good, but pretty aggressive always using the horn and passing.

We arrived at our hotel around 3 pm and checked into our room, which we were informed was a suit and then we were given the key with a wink. We were then shown upstairs to our room, which is actually quite large and beautiful. After a quick freshening up we went back downstairs and our driver said he was going to take us to take photos of the towns old fort and the water palace and then he informed us we would go to a textile factory and then he invited us to his friends child’s birthday party. We knew we would probably have to go to some kind of factory or restaurant or something where our driver would get a kick back for taking us there so we went with it. After taking pictures we drove to the factory. We then listen to an hour presentation, a little over the top, of how pieces were made and by whom – we saw, both block art as well as intricate needle work done on both silk and cotton, done by poor and widowed women in the surrounding villages. I wanted to get a shirt and we looked around for Christmas gifts as well, skirts, shirts, shoes, blankets, pillow covers, and suits were all taken out for us to choose from, all at a “good price”. After settling on two shirts and one gift for someone back home we said we were done. Jimmy and I then decided that we might just want to go to dinner ourselves and skip the birthday party.

However, our driver would not here any talk of this and he then took us upstairs above the factory and started to poor beer and opened a bag of chips. He said that this was where the party was; Jimmy asked where the child was who’s birthday it was – our guide responded at home, Jimmy said “where is home” our guide said 100 km away! Then the owner of the factory came into the room and sat down to have dinner with us, the men drank and wanted to talk about America and business, mostly with Jimmy. Dinner came and we ate out of a communal dish with our hands and there was much talk of honesty and integrity and much drinking. Finally when dinner was over our driver was to drunk to drive us home, so the man so kids birthday it was, who ended up being the cook and waiter of our meal, basically the servant, had to drive us back to the hotel.

When we got back Jimmy and I just looked at each other – in disbelief of what just happened?