Thursday, January 15, 2009

Painful Bumps On Belly

News from the chaff

Hey Loit,

isses now clear. Did my project and I know where I belong (-: It was just very sure, very unclear, but now is finally determined that I will be working in an orphanage in Coonoor we both (Manuel et moi drive) tomorrow to Bangalore, because I was the only correct one-year visa. not a tourist thing (which have half a year left briefly and not be back here often great), I need to register myself there by the police.

After two nights in Ooty we drive on Monday to our project.

Now I know at last what I have to learn languages: Tamil, because Coonoor in Tamil Nadu province, southeast of the country is the local languages are here. really funny. Our teacher said that every language has about 5000 words, many of nouns simply guided by the English and / or provided with a u-end (eg Chairu or Tablu for chair and table) and the best: You do not conjugate verbs! Cool! (-: And Namaskar means Good morning, Good day, good evening and good night, I can remember my

Yesterday we were all for the first time in Bangalore City and it was really funny, the Indians have no, or their.. own driving rules. right of way has always been the stronger and larger vehicle, so it is as a human being at the bottom of the food chain.

One of the biggest attractions is of course, uh .. Hm-hm-hm-temple. We are up in a super great temple barefoot, the individual levels of consciousness for stair steps and then have a "sacred" to the felt 30 times Rama Krishna Rama Krishna Rama Rama ... singing, were blessed by him, were only ne pack warm rice , then ne undfühlten warm soup in a 100% biodegradable bowl made of bamboo leaves us really brainwashed. That would be nothing for me, but ne was interesting experience.

What else happened:

belongings at our lake a small peasant boy washing his cows considered and it was really nice. It looked so natural and simple, just as one imagines the life in a small beautiful village.

We have a really nice tower. Yesterday I was there alone and sometimes I habs made with my beautiful diary, music from my phone and my super soft, beautiful, stolen Lufthansa cushion really comfortable. One can see from all the beautiful surroundings and the landscape here is dirt anyway, the hammer! It was great!

Today I drove a nice Indian from the camp by motorcycle to the next village, so I can then make some passport photos, and driving was kind of nice! The sun was shining, the right and left women wash their clothes, children's play, cows run just past us and dogs barking, you can feel the hot wind in your hair and the beautiful passing scenery: Just great!

Then we had another seminar and a guest was a very wise and nice man there. His name I have unfortunately not understood, but the Lord, I believe to have understood, established two universities, worked with Mother Theresa and taught four years in Cambridge! Such a person I'd like to have as a grandfather ...





I just wait for my Passport photos ...

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