I blame the lack of blogging on my broken keyboard. The "U" key stopped working, which is problematic because my last name has a "U" in it and I need to type in my last name to log into my laptop. The quick fix to this problem was to go to the Apple store at the mall in Mumbai and get a keyboard. I figured this solution wold be more practical and less expensive than trying to find someone to fix it, especially since I'm leaving in a week. I basically paid $45 for a "U" key. It's like Wheel of Fortune: "Pat, I'd like to buy a vowel."
Despite the minor computer difficulties, I still finished my ISP with flying colors. Forty-seven pages later, and I'm done. It's been delivered to my teachers. I tried e-mailing it to them but the document was too big and the Internet was too slow, so I had to hand-deliver it via flash drive. I'm sitting in the program center in Delhi where we spent so much time over the past three and a half months. It's like coming back to school over the summer. The building's the same, but no one's really there anymore so it feels a little bit weird.
Coming back to Delhi generally just feels strange. Part of that could do with the sleep deprivation though. Sarah and I left Mumbai on a 6AM flight yesterday, which required us to leave our friend's apartment at 3AM. We also decided that the only way we wouldn't miss our flight is if we pulled an all-nighter. This made for an interesting time at the airport, which included many donuts and lots of naps.
But we still managed to do a lot yesterday. In case you were worried, let me tell you: Delhi's still here, and it's still Delhi. We ran a lot of errands yesterday including three to the same tailor, one to a different tailor and one crucial trip to Dunkin' Donuts. You read that right. Dunkin' Donuts just opened its first store in GK-I, and it's three-stories tall. Without doubt the nicest Dunkin' I've ever been to.
Sitting in Dunkin' yesterday made me miss Boston (because Dunkin' Donuts was founded in Quincy and there are four Dunkin' Donuts within walking distance of my house at Tufts). I'll be home this time next week, and I'm very ready to go back to America. I'm sure there are things that I will miss about being here in India, but it's hard to know what that will be since I'm still very much in the thick of it. We're hopping on a train tonight to go to Mussorie for our final ISP presentations, and I'm looking forward to hearing about how everyone else spent the last month. I think it's also supposed to be some sort of decompression period or reorientation or something, so hopefully we'll also have some downtime to reflect about what these experiences have meant because I definitely need to do some of that self-reflection stuff. If nothing else, I'm excited to wear my newly purchased saree for our banquet on Sunday night.
I know the next six days will fly by and I need to savor them as much as I can rather than try to rush it along to get on that last flight home but that can be hard when the Indian Dunkin' Donuts is teasing you with Dunkin' Cold Coffees that have the consistency of a Slushie but they are so close to the exact flavor of a Dunkin' Iced Regular that if you just close your eyes, you can sort of imagine that it's summertime and you're sipping your morning Dunkin' Iced Regular on the porch of your house to get your day started but then you open your eyes and you're still in India and it's slightly crushing. (Can you tell that I'm homesick?)
Despite the minor computer difficulties, I still finished my ISP with flying colors. Forty-seven pages later, and I'm done. It's been delivered to my teachers. I tried e-mailing it to them but the document was too big and the Internet was too slow, so I had to hand-deliver it via flash drive. I'm sitting in the program center in Delhi where we spent so much time over the past three and a half months. It's like coming back to school over the summer. The building's the same, but no one's really there anymore so it feels a little bit weird.
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| Let's play, "Find the American at the airport in Mumabi." |
But we still managed to do a lot yesterday. In case you were worried, let me tell you: Delhi's still here, and it's still Delhi. We ran a lot of errands yesterday including three to the same tailor, one to a different tailor and one crucial trip to Dunkin' Donuts. You read that right. Dunkin' Donuts just opened its first store in GK-I, and it's three-stories tall. Without doubt the nicest Dunkin' I've ever been to.
Sitting in Dunkin' yesterday made me miss Boston (because Dunkin' Donuts was founded in Quincy and there are four Dunkin' Donuts within walking distance of my house at Tufts). I'll be home this time next week, and I'm very ready to go back to America. I'm sure there are things that I will miss about being here in India, but it's hard to know what that will be since I'm still very much in the thick of it. We're hopping on a train tonight to go to Mussorie for our final ISP presentations, and I'm looking forward to hearing about how everyone else spent the last month. I think it's also supposed to be some sort of decompression period or reorientation or something, so hopefully we'll also have some downtime to reflect about what these experiences have meant because I definitely need to do some of that self-reflection stuff. If nothing else, I'm excited to wear my newly purchased saree for our banquet on Sunday night.
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| Happiest of them all. |
I know the next six days will fly by and I need to savor them as much as I can rather than try to rush it along to get on that last flight home but that can be hard when the Indian Dunkin' Donuts is teasing you with Dunkin' Cold Coffees that have the consistency of a Slushie but they are so close to the exact flavor of a Dunkin' Iced Regular that if you just close your eyes, you can sort of imagine that it's summertime and you're sipping your morning Dunkin' Iced Regular on the porch of your house to get your day started but then you open your eyes and you're still in India and it's slightly crushing. (Can you tell that I'm homesick?)
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