Well, one of the days in Ooty our friends planned a day of rest for us. The day basically consisted of fishing, football, fire, and food. The fishing was....not like any fishing we'd done before. Our friend Thombas made 4 homemade fishing poles and we had small rolled up pieces of bread mixed with tumeric powder as bait. Earthworms as a backup. We walked about 1/2 mile to a lake that made my stomach sick as we approached. Ther water was thick green in many places and layers of garbage lined the shores...a natural beauty made into a dump site. None the less we threw in our tumeric baited lines and sat for some time praying that we woudn't catch any fish... After a while Thombas grew bored and took us to a smaller lake by their house that was relatively litter-free. They proceeded to catch 12 fish by putting a torn net across the lake and sending dogs, rocks and sticks on either side of the net to scare the fish into the trap. We ate those for dinner later.
We had a fire and got to hear some gorgeous songs in Tamil, and we sang some songs as well. This reminded us of beach fires in Alaska. We also put potatoes in the fire just as they were, then pealed the black off after half and hour and ate them.
Joseph played football (soccer) with a bunch of rambunctious Indians and made most of the goals. Christy was the cheerleader...
Some days we feel right at home and some days we just have to recognize that we are experiencing culture shock...it is all part of the fun.
Smiling,
J and C
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