Pages in - found where I accidentally popped the rest of the day in the wrong place - here I present one of the best afternoons of my trip - back in chronological order!
India 7.1.2010 Kerela - the lost entry!
After Lunch we fell asleep for an hour or so. it was either the two vodkas, (after working so hard to find it - we had to sample some, and if we ever do find tomato juice - we are sooo ready to rock for a bloody mary). When we woke we travelled a little more down some of the canals to our resting spot next to people who live on that water ways. A few minutes up from where we had moored there were rice fields, complete with buffalo. The sun was setting behind the trees and and reflected on the watery fields. nice.
We ventured further up to a school / place of worship. Little dudes ran out showered us with hibiscuses, and they asked if we had any pens.
Finally a pen moment, - and we don't have our pens on us.
1 little girl gave me a flower and I decided to come back with my swag of pens.
Mohamad Bob's crazy call to prayer radio station rang out while we walked back to the boat- so by the time we got back the kiddies were all singing and praying. Not wanting to disturb them, we asked the lady sitting outside if we could leave the pens for the kids as we didn't want to annoy any one. She nodded silently, it seemed understanding our wish to move quietly like pen giving phantoms that were respecting the religiosity that was going on around us.
then in Hindi she yelled something along the lines of "HEY EVERYONE THERE ARE TWO PEOPLE OUT HERE WITH PENS THAT THEY ARE TRYING TO GIVE AWAY. IGNORE GOD AND FLOCK OVER HERE!"
So the kids and adults all swarmed on us. I handed out pens to the smallest hands I could see, the rest went to the adults and some random old ladies that happened to be passing. Oh well. That was fun, we emptied the whole box.
We have one box still to go.
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