Oct 27 - Man whenever I think I have settled into a routine or live a somewhat predictable not very exciting life God throws a new adventure or excitement my way. Today we spent the day travelling to Jorhat in the sumo. I got a pretty bad headache and wasn't feeling too well by the time we got here. We (the group from Texas, Kuldip & I) arrived to a warm welcome from Dr Mohantas & his wife Sikha and daughter Mamata. On the way to Jorhat the Texans got the true Indian experience (bathrooms, traffic, roads and food) we stopped at a little roadside restaurant and snack stand(not nearly as quaint as it sounds. Very UN-north american) and while the Texans were buying bottled water and pop I saw an Indian man flipping flatbreads on a grill thing and I was like hey that looks good so I ended up getting one and the Texans, although more cautious, got some too. It was a deal - 3 flatbreads for 9 rupees (less than 25 cents CDN) As we got closer to Kaziranga we saw elephants walking along the side of the road carrying stalks of bamboo. It was pretty neat. Anyways we got to Jorhat and spent the evening with the Mohantas. They are such a wonderful family. Very hospitable and kind. Sikha didn't speak very much english but she was fluent in the universal language of love. My latest reading recommendation is Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom. It's quite a short book and well worth your time I think.
Oct 28 - We had breakfast at the Mohantas. It was a typical Indian meal served to guests. Soooo good. I think I must have drank at least twice as much tea during those three days as I typically do here in Guwahati. After breakfast, Linda, Eryen, Sikha, Mamata and I went shopping and the men (Jerry, Gary, Barry & Dr Mohantas) stayed at the house to talk about the work Dr Mohantas is doing in Jorhat. In the afternoon we all went to 'christian' the "Gary Tate Medical Dispensary" Gary Tate is one of the Texans. He's an 83 year old WW II veteran who has actively supported NE India mission work financially since helping to build a railroad there during the war. He's very popular among the many people he supports and has made several trips back to visit and see what's happening. Anyways the sumo was full so Dr Mohantas had to take his motorbike to get to the dispensary and I got to ride with him! I've been waiting 2 months for my first Indian motorcycle ride. So fun! Dr Mohantas is someone whose respect you want to earn and I believe I have. Remind me to tell you more about him when I come back to Canada, he has a fascinating testimony. It amazes me how Jorhat and Guwahati and NE India in general are included in tourist books geared to white people cause you never see any. Anyways back to my day-to-day account. So after we celebrated the grand opening of the dispensary we stopped and saw the beginnings of a church some missionaries are building then we went to a bit of a celebration that Dr Mohantas had planned in honor of the American visitors. We got some awesome embroidered scarves and a bunch of cute Indian kids sat on my lap. After that we went to Crazy Hut for pizza. (a couple of the Texans really got a kick out of it and even stole the menu, don't tell anyone :P) Then we went and walked around town and looked at all the lights and saw fireworks and heard the firecrackers in honor of Diwali (the Hindu Festival of Lights) It's kind of like a combination of Christmas and Halloween. By the time we got back to the hotel we were dead tired and fell asleep quickly.
Oct 29 - We had tea and a lovely breakfast at the Mohantas house then we went to the Jorhat Christian Medical Center and saw what Dr Mohanatas and many others are doing there. Remember the hospital in Pearl Harbor for those of you who have seen the movie? Think a tiny bit less clean and organized and you'll have an accurate picture of what the Jorhat Christian Medical Center looks like. On our way to Mariani Junction (after visiting the JCMC) we passed the Jorhat Prison (not the official name but close enough) Just saw the outside as we were driving by but is definately not on my list of experiences I want to have. Mariani Junction was one of the places Gary Tate was 60some years ago during WW II. He actually worked mostly at a place 100 miles away building the railroad but I think he really enjoyed being back at one of the places he remembers from long ago. That night when we got to our hotel at Kaziranga he told us a bunch of stories of the war and his trips back to NE India. In 1994 he actually saw Mother Theresa at the Calcutta Airport and got close enough to take a fairly good recogizable picture of her. It was quite interesting.
Oct 30 - Woke up at 4am so we could go ride the elephants at 5 am. The Texans (still suffering from jet lag) only had to wake up an hour earlier than usual so I was the one that was dead tired for once. I would definately recommend the elephant ride. It was very peaceful and the view of Indian nature at sunrise is something you can never fully explain the beauty of , you just have to experience it yourself. We weren't able to get an elephant ride in the park cause it didn't officially open until November. So if we would have gone the next day we could have gone. The joys of legalism huh? Mom - remind me to tell you of my elephant ride revelation someday. Well we got in a whole day worth of sightseeing in about 3 hours. We went to Kaziranga Park, the Tea Gardens, a model of a traditional tribal village which officially opens in January and ended up at a tea store and souvenir shop on the way back so I am now the proud owner of my first Indian souvenirs. Mom - I'm going to try and send stuff home for Christmas with a couple from Regina when they go back in the middle of December. They should get here next week unless circumstances change. I bought you something useful- native Indian green tea. Aren't you happy? Plus I haven't even died yet. How much better of a christmas present could you ask for? :). Wouldn't it be ironic if something happened to me tomorrow, that would be eerily creepy for all of you reading this then. I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that we haven't seen the end of the violence yet and I'm not a doom and gloom person but if it's my time to go it's my time to go and God has a reason in everything that happens and He uses every situation for His glory and honor. Ok, that's the end of that. Back to my account of October 30. We ate a wonderful breakfast at the hotel and then started our journey back to Guwahati. It was about 3:00 pm when we stopped fora bathroom break and got the news about the bombing in Guwahati. Kuldip even said he was scared to go back. We didn't know any details and since bombs and political violence isn't all that uncommon here I didn't think too much of it. Definately didn't think it was going to be among the worst attacks in the Northeast in years or that it would make International headlines. So I did my best to reassure the Texans that it was all just normal for India and that it wasn't really a big deal. Well we got back to Guwahati and heard the news. Over 60 dead and 300 injured in Ganeshguri and Pan Bazaar and other parts of Guwahati and area. Let me tell you a bit about Ganeshguri to put it into perspective -it's about a 10 minute walk from our house. It's where we buy many household and groccery items. We are there almost everyday. On our way to Jorhat on Monday, we had stopped there to buy a tarp. In fact, the day of the bombing, Ray, Autumn and Andrew were parked under the flyover (the exact same area that was bombed) 30 minutes before it went off. Talk about God still having a purpose in wanting you to stick around for awhile huh? oh and Pan Bazaar is where we took the Texas ladies shopping on Saturday. There had been a big crowd and angry voices there but we didn't think too much of it until 5 days later. Well the Texas people left today to go back to the States (they were supposed to leave next Tuesday).
Today I went to the eye clinic to have my last check up before my surgery on Monday. The optomotrist guy is really neat. He might even be going to the University of Waterloo to finish his education sometime in the near future. It's neat to think of the culture shock he will experience having lived in India his entire life. The bandh was on again today and tomorrow will be as well. Kind of like house arrest but it's usually over by late afternoon or early evening. Anyways I'll try and keep you updated. I'm sure I'm missing something that I find interesting and exciting but I guess I'll just have to keep some stories so you'll have something different to hear about when I get home. Oh, here's something funny before I end, so Samuel (Uncle Shyam's late 20's-early 30's year old son) took Ellen and I to the eye place today (because Ray was at the airport dropping off the Texans) and out of nowhere he tells me his landlord's son is getting married on Friday and wants to know if I'll go with him. So at supper Ray and Autumn were talking about some Indian wedding they went to a few years ago and Ellen pipes up with "Nadine has a date on Friday" and so I had to quickly correct her. I don't think I did a very good job of defending myself since I didn't have a chance to think up something clever. Ray just started laughing at me...I'm really glad Auntie Peggy (Samuel's mom) is going too cause that will make it a bit less awkward. I always seem to get myself into all kinds of unusual circumstances but usually end up having alot of fun and becoming a "good times, good times" (as Autumn would say) moment so hopefully that will ring true. Anyways there's the latest random adventure from your favorite person on the other side of the world :)
Love,
Nadine