Week three of my stay in McLeod Ganj
11.06.2012 - 19.06.2012 30 °C
So not much new has happened this week. I feel like I've settled into my new routine of getting up at 7:30am, working until 12:30, and then free afternoons and evenings. Though I have started to notice a pattern even with that. It all began with a game of 13....(card game)..I played one game, then another, and then a few more, then I was hooked. And now it's pretty much ALL I do with my free time...!
The kids are great, though most of you will undoubtedly have already heard about me getting a potty full of hot pish poured all over me...so yes, the job has its ups and downs. But most of the time, the kids are good fun. We sing songs and dance with them for the first half hour, then play with them for a further 2 hours after that, then we feed them and put them to bed. Then my shift is over
So on a normal day, after finishing work, I'll go for lunch with friends. McLeod Ganj has quite a diverse range of food places and it's not all Indian or anything like that. We can choose between Tibetan, Chinese, Indian, Italian...the list goes on. Generally lunch of a bowl of soup, or pasta, or a rice dish will cost the equivalent of 1 pound. After lunch, I might take a mosey around town, get my photo taken by Indian people, walk into a cow, whatever I feel like really. Then I head back home to see who's in...might have a read, but most likely I'll play 13 if there are 4 people there.
Dinner is served between 7 and half past by our homestay who is a 21 year old Tibetan girl. After this, we play more 13, have a couple of beers, by which time we are getting a little bit silly and are all craving ice cream. So we walk up the street foraging for ice cream, then go home, play more 13, then hit the sack.
Most people dont drink much here as a) it's too hot, b) the only alcohol you can get is Kingfisher and c) you have to be up early 6 days a week and when you're wiping shitty asses, you dont wanna have a hangover. So the 'liquor stores' here are generally labelled 'English Beer & Wine Store'. Obviously when I first saw this, my heart started racing, and I could almost taste the Carlsberg / Strongbow in my mouth. No such luck. One shop even showed a picture of a corona bottle however none of them serve anything other than Kingfisher. So what makes that English I dont know. One reason I'm so excited to get to Bangkok is the sheer volume of Irish Bars that will be there. Obviously one of them has to stock some kind of cider...
Went to Bhagsu waterfall again the other day. I lasted 15 minutes before I had to leave as the Indians wouldnt leave me alone. All of them want to take a photo of themselves with me. I understand that most of these Indians are tourists themselves and maybe not from a very westernised part of India but I cant understand why they would want a photo of themselves with a white stranger. I mean, clearly its not just me this happens to so there must be Indians out there who have entire albums, collections, full of photos of white strangers. It seems stupid. I dont go photographing black and brown people because where I'm from there arent many. So why do they? And also, there are so many western tourists in McLeod Ganj, why do they make you feel like an anomaly. I decided to start charging people for my photo and will ask for at least 10 rupees. I thought this might discourage them but instead, they just take sneaky photos of you when they think you arent looking. If you say yes to one person, another person will see this and they will come over for the same thing and its a big domino effect, you end up smothered and before you know it, you black out, and wake up covered in your own faeces. DON'T LET IT HAPPEN TO YOU.