today i went to my 2nd preschool. joy oh joy. and no, i did not expect to be thrown into little ppl school and watch all their snot and faces get cleaned w/ the same towel. ugh. and no i do not plan to find love here. (unless u want me to do some serious cradle robbing since that is the only age group i am around)
all the older kids are taking exams right now, so i don't get to work w/ them for awhile. so i just stare at the preschoolers as they babble hindi to me (i don't even know how to say "i don't understand" in hindi to them) although i have this strange urge every time to say "no se" or any other spanish i know
haven't got sick of indian food yet. greasy parathas w/ yummy veggies. potatoes are still just as tasty. although the coordinator says a lot of volunteers get sick in the summer b/c of the combination of the food and heat. joy. limited fruit choices since eating anything that cannot be peeled would prolly equal death but have been eating nice oranges (for 1 kg it's Rs. 35-40)
momos and western cake are apparently a standard combination. really weird. the cake is not so good. interesting pineapple icing w/ funky cake.
they also have "american corn" which is corn in a cup w/ spices, and a lot of popcorn everywhere.