I know by now you have probably lost interest.. well tough.. here it is anyway! This is longest blog I have ever written, but you know what it was 10 days in an exotic country it’s hard to wrap up in a few sentences. You all have asked to hear stories so please read even if it takes you a while to get through.. trust me it took me a long time to write.
This is the first day we arrived. Nay’s family was waiting to greet us with a traditional indian ceremony. They put these flowers on us and dotted our forheads as we walked into the room. That’s coconut milk we are drinking. They poke a hole in the top and drop a staw in. It’s not refridgerated, but is an interesting snack. It’s very common and we had it several times. I just thought it looked pretty cool.

This was also the first day. We woke up from a nap to see an elephant just taking a stroll down the street. You can see the greens in his mouth.. they make them carry their own food. Elephants are a fairly common sight and are used as workers for logging among other things.
Day 2 Nay rented a house boat and we took a cruise through Alleppey, India. This town is built along the banks of these tunnels and canals that connect to the Arabian Sea. In the distance you can see fields of rice patties. It’s kinda like the Venice of India. They communte everywhere by boat. We had the entire boat to ourselves complete with a crew that served us lunch. We spent the entire day cruising though this beautiful place god has made.
Our boat looked like this one. This is Nay’s little cousin
Yakov. He is 13 and is a tiny Vinay in the making. He spent the day with us on the boat and we had a blast. A few days later his dad said “which one of you has the green eyes?” I told him it was me and he said that Yakov was facinated by the girl with the green eyes. He had never seen green eyes before and wanted to know how he could make his green! So adorable and so very funny. Seriously I felt like I was looking back in time and seeing what Nay was like as a kid!

This is Michael climbing a coconut tree. We docked for lunch and he just shimmied up it like a little monkey! This is Gerb about to pop out an eyeball. He was eating that spicy food in the heat and was sweating like a mad man.. we were concerned he might stroke out on us! So funny!
Here’s our beautiful Anna who also spent the day with us. She came over the first night we were at the apartment, but this day was her first real taste of this rowdy crowd she is about to inherit. She took it very well although I think we might have been a little too loud for her in the beginning. I will freely admit our little crew can be a bit intimidating. We are loud, obnoxious and full of inside jokes, but I think she will fit right in and get used to all the noise quickly. After all she will be living with the loudest one of all.. Mr. Nay Nay.
Here is my lovely ketchup blob. We were dining at the Chic-King and I was being a smarty pants to Gerb when the top flopped off and splattered ketchup all over my fries. Hey at this point I was just thankful to see fries.. and it was only a few days in.
Our first glimpse of the Arabian Sea. On the other side of these waters is Saudi Arabia and Africa. When I was 15 and went to Africa I saw the other side of the country from the North Atlantic ocean. It is absolutely beautiful isn’t it. The beach was packed that day with people. They were all dressed in the traditional indian clothing.. sarees, kirtas, etc. The only people there in shorts were the whiteys or (sypes as white people are called) from America. You see in India it is considered taboo for women to show their legs. Needless to say we got a lot of stares everywhere we went.. but we wore them anyway because it was HOT and I do mean hot.. probably one of the hottest 80 degrees i have ever felt because it is much closer to the equator.

Rubber grows on trees.. yup sure does.. well kinda. These rubber trees produce this white sap stuff. A lot of the trees there look like they are wearing skirts because of this. The sap slides into this cup and is collected. It is then put through a series of stages and pulled out to make these rubber strips. It then hangs out to dry for a few days and waalaa.. you have rubber! Anna knows a lot about this process her house is actually located on a rubber plantation owned by her family.
This a tea plantation. The day we made the 3 hour trek to Thekkady we drove past tons of these. This is an example of cross cropping or growing several things at once. The shade from the (coconut trees i think) helps the tea and they can grow more than one crop at once. That’s about all I know about tea. We were supposed to do a tour on our ride back the next day. However us girls had to tinkle and by the time we found a bathroom we had WAAAY passed up the plantation. Did i mention it was a pay toilet.. yes you had to pay to use it!
Oh the elephants. Let me just tell you I’m open to a lot of things, but this absolutely terrified me. I don’t know if it was the size or the stories of elephants that have trampled their handlers that was ringing through my head (probably a combination of both) but I was absolutely pertified of getting on this big beast. And boy are they big.. huge to be exact. These are true worker elephants not the kind you see at the circus. These guys know how to pick up a huge tree as if it were a tooth pick.
The funny thing about this is poor Wendy & Christy spent their entire ride on the neck of these bad boys. Of course I’m sure that’s nothing to the eleplant, but it was a pretty big deal for the girls to ride there with less to hold on to and pretty much on the skin of the elephant. The rest of us were on a pad with places to hold on. Here’s Michael our little thrill seeker who climbed on top of the elephant the way the natives do. You pull on it’s ear and it sticks its leg out you then climb up it’s leg and pull yourself up by its ear! YIKES! I wouldn’t do it, but it was definately fun to watch!
Puzzled by the look on my face.. well this elephant had just farted on me in this picture! Yes Christy actually saw the gas bubble escape it’s tail.. nice!
Take a bath why don’t ya! Yes it is spraying someone sitting on its back and the crazy part is.. these people actually pay to have that done. It’s part of one of the packages. It sounded like a chubby kid, belly flopping into a pool. The force of the water is pretty fierce.
This is the play we saw later that night. The entire story is told through hand motions and non-verbal communication. It was pretty cool, but it was really hot in there and came free with plenty of mosquitos.. we were all eat up by the time we got out of there.
This is our brady bunch pic at the Wildernest place we stayed at in Thekkady. The rooms were equipped with the craziest doorbells. It sounds like monkeys. Seriously.. like they might actually be in the room with you. Apparently after we came back from the play Christy pushed her doorbell and discovered this. Ray and I were in our room brushing our teeth when I heard this awful screeching. Now keep in mind the manager told us earlier in the day to make sure we locked our doors that the monkeys will come in your room and steal your stuff. So I heard the screeching and started freaking out. I ran around the room trying to figure out where it was coming from when i heard christy and wendy on the balcony. I couldn’t get the darn door open at first and I saw them just laughing while i was yelling.. “what is that.. what is it!!!” Christy had ran all the way back up the steps just so she could freak us out. We made so much noise laughing and repeatedly pushing the doorbell we probably woke the whole place up. The manager was just standing at the bottom watching us. I’m sure he was thinking those darn Americans.. they are nuts!
Pizza Hut! We were so excited the day we made the 1 and 1/2 hour journey to Cochin to shop. Yes we were thrilled to see the
chinese fishing nets and bargain shop, but after many days of eating food we didn’t recognize and weren’t used to we were ready for some greasy Amercian pizza! You see Indian food is just that.. Indian. There isn’t really a variety like we have here in the states where you can get mexican, italian, american, indian, chinese, japanese the list goes on. While the food was good it was totally different than what we were used to. It’s based a lot on rice, bread, chicken, coconut milk etc. Thank goodness for Nay’s mom. She fed us almost daily and tried to slowly work us into the spicy stuff. Although the boys were ready and raring to go. They loved the spicy. Us girlies with the sensitive tummies were a little more cautious. However this day.. we ALL pigged out!
This is an indian toilet and yes I used it. It takes a little getting used to, but for us country girls used to popping a squat in the woods it isn’t that bad. The hardest thing to get used to was the lack of toilet paper in public restrooms. Most of the time we carried our own. The don’t really use paper products much there. The rest rooms have sprayers you use to clean yourself off. Most eating is done with your right hand and instead of napkins there is usually a sink in the dining room to wash your hands when you are finished. Nay’s dad told me that if Indians used as much paper as the Americans there would be a big problems! Their population is so huge I guess it’s better they do it this way.
This is us at the Cochin palace former home to the Cochin Dynasty. Ya know how in pictures of queens and kings they always
look uncomfortable and angry.. well that’s the look we were going for here. I think it kinda worked.. angry and queenly. whatcha think?
Our day at the school. I could honestly do an entire blog on just this experience alone. This was by far my favorite day. These kids absolutely wowed me. Nay’s parents own this school and these kids and teachers worked for i’m sure weeks to prepare for our visit. We were greeted with an assembly of students who had prepared everything from a welcome speech for their “distinguised american guests”, to exotic dances and skits
performed by the kids, to welcome flowers given to us when we arrived. They then had a question and answer session with us. We were truly the show and tell and you can see that it isn’t often they get American visitors. Unlike most american students they were respectful, outgoing and their faces absolutely beamed when you looked at them. They were so very excited to shake our hands, wave and get their picture taken with us. School in India is different. All schools are private and parents pay to have them go. Throughout our experience everywhere we went kids would wave, smile, walk up and ask your name and how you were… they were so amazing. When we asked to take pics with them they surrounded us and were picking at each other to get closer.. especially the less bashful kids.
I had one girl walk up and tell me about how she played on the basketball team and wanted to know my name and thanked us for coming. They truly rolled out the red carpet for us and I would go back there in a heart beat. The teachers also were so welcoming and kind to us.
Vinay’s bachelor party. You’ve met Yakov and this is Epan one of his many other first cousins. Epan lives in Michigan and has actually been to my house before right after I got out of the hospital. He is hilarious and again reminds me in some ways of Vinay. The party was fun and I learned that everyone loves karaoke even in India. Wendy and I of course had to sing and broke out 9 to 5. I’m pretty sure most of them had never heard that song, but we gave it enough umph that I think they enjoyed the performance. Nay of course broke out into hotel california and was a huge hit! And yes he is wearing a coconut bra.. apparently theme parties are also a universal thing.. Wendy and I loved it. He is also wearing a grass skirt and girly flip f
lops.
Hey Wendy.. nice bread. I’m not sure what happened here. I think Michael ran out of hands and poked a hole in it to carry it over to wendy!
This is the coco bay resort. Absolutely gorgeous. That’s mine and Ray’s legs.. we look like a commercial or something. This is where we had our crazy crazy massages. Wow another story for another time.. we all had a pretty good laugh about it.
The resort was gorgeous and is owned by one of Nay’s many aunts. Man there was a fan in the bathroom that would blow you out of the room. Literally i used it to dry my hair cause our hair dryer wouldn’t work at the resort.. funky plugs. You would turn it on and it sounded like a helicopter taking off.
Nay’s last night as a free man! This is a big family event similar to a roast. It was really cool to hear the stories and see Nay get some crazy egg paste poured on his head. Apparently at some point one of his cousins got egged at his family night before he got married so now it has become a contest between the cousins to continually make the night crazier as each one of them ties the knot. Nay got it good, but he took it like a champ and listened to all the stories. He even changed clothes to get gooped on!
The family.. or as Nay likes to call it “his comfort zone”. It made us all feel great that out of the 200 people there he kept trying to sneak over to his whitey friends in the corner..ha! I love it!
The big day! Anna was absolutely gorgeous and they make a beautiful couple. Nay made sure we had a spot right up front so we could see what was going on. He also reserved a table for us at the reception of 1500 people.. our table was front and center and the newlyweds dined with us!
I truly love our little family of friends and it was a once in a lifetime experience to get to do what I just did. Friends are our chosen familes and I couldn’t love all of mine any more than I already do. I’m so thrilled that we were there for his big day and I truly think it meant the world to him to have us by his side.
Vinay and his family rolled out the red carpet for us and did everything to ensure that we had a wonderful time in their country. I have seen things I will probably never see again and truly come to understand another culture a little better than I did before.
I would be remiss if I didn’t tell you about our driver for the week. This is Baiju. He didn’t speak a whole lot of English, but understood more than he spoke. He went everywhere we did. He picked us up early each day and drove us to our many locations and waited in the car for hours upon end until we came back out. After a few days of hearing us singing and laughing he began to open up to us. He started to laugh at some of the silly things we did and said that he could understand. When Ray would go to raise his camera up he would slow down so he could get a pic. On the way home one night we all started singing songs in the car. Baiju asked if we knew any chirstmas carols. He led us all in silent night, joy to the world and other christian songs in the car with us. He has a beautiful voice and sings in his church choir. One day when it was just the girls we asked if he had any music and he turned on a tape of hindi music. He smiled a little when Wendy and I started singing along with the sounds we couldn’t understand on the tape. The next day he popped in a tape as we were driving down the road of an american boy band doing cover songs. By the next day he turned around and said “music??” we all said yes and he popped in a tape of the Eagles singing Hotel California! He smiled really big and we all erupted in to clapping and laughter. He asked us once when we were waiting for the others if we were christians to which we all said yes…. he smiled. He is a kind man who was more than a driver.. he is a dad to two little boys that he supports by driving crazy people like us around even though that means he works 7 days a week and often gets home late. When he dropped us at the airport he said “i will never forget this experience”. Neither will we Baiju.. neither will we.
I think at some point in our lives we should all step outside of our American bubble and experience another culture, be a minority in a foreign land, hover over a crazy toilet, eat with our hands, ride an elephant even though you are scared, wear a bindi jewel on your forhead, drink directly from a coconut, get used to life without air
conditioning and experience things you wouldn’t do otherwise… that’s life..if you don’t you are missing out on the good stuff. I can tell you being a foreigner in a strange land will certainly make you kinder to others when you see them in the same situation. For example when I arrived at JFK this Indian woman who was on the plane with me couldn’t figure out how to lock the door in the airport bathroom. She looked at me and said “door lock???” I smiled and literally went inside the stall with her to show her how! I assure you I was that same clueless woman a week earlier when I went into a public toilet and saw that hole in the ground for the first time!
It’s a nice feeling to be accepted when you are different from everyone else and for the first time in my life we were the ones who were different on this trip. However people like Vinay’s family made us feel at ease, helped us through the awkward things we didn’t know and didn’t understand and truly made us feel at home.
This trip has taught me that some things are universal like kindness, coke, smiles, karaoke, crazy drivers, 13 year olds and people that are different that you… and all of these things are part of the wonders of human nature that bind us all together!
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Hope Ty and Sheryl had great birthdays. Wendy - you do know that I will be moping up the tears when you actually leave. I wish the best for you and Gerb. And Niki thank you and Ray for the pic. It still brings tears to my eyes. A perfect mother’s day gift.