For those of you who have been to India, you will be familiar with the head wobble. I'd forgotten just how confusing that this can be when a shake of the head means yes and you think it actually means no. It's becoming contagious and I'm catching myself doing the head wobble too from time to time!
Talking about contagious things, I went out today to pick up a take-away masala dosa for my lunch. That, for the uninitiated, is a thin flour batter that is fried and filled with spicy potato, served with a chutney and samba (a watery curry gravy). It is really scrummy and an ideal snack. All for 15 rupees - about 25 pence. So lunch doesn't come expensive. My only challenge was I had to cross the sewer/river just by the office and the smell put me off my food....but only for a few seconds as I do like my food.
I've also had to get used to Indian tea and coffee - both served hot, very milky and very sweet. For someone who usually takes black coffee, no sugar, it takes some getting used to. But thankfully I do get one decent americano coffee each morning on my way to work at a coffee chain called Cafe Day - the Indian version of Starbucks....and they have outlests everywhere.
Four days into my assignment and I have collected a good knolwedge of Dream a Dream and the key issues facing the organisation. I have just agreed with Vishal (the Director) and the Leadership Team exactly what I will now deliver for them before I return to the UK. Time is running by so fast and there is much I want to do..........
Soon I am off to one of the NGO partners, an orphanage about 30 mins by rickshaw from the office. There I will see another Dream a Dream programme in action. On Saturday morning (at 6.30am) I'll be attending the hockey programme to see how they are delivering life skills through sport. More of that another time.
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Ed, we have to let you in on a little secret. Since we work in this area a good 6 days a week, sometimes 7, we've adopted it. This also means we've developed, what we would like to call, terms of endearment for them.
So the sewer/ river is called the Sewage Canal and the hotel where you got the Masala Dosa is fondly called the Cholera Cafe! :D
And now it seems we've adopted you! :D
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