I am in India. Last night in Jaipur, the capitol of Rajasthan, I dreamt that a different male head was sticking out of all the vents, door cracks, windows, slits and switches. One was on the ceiling fan. Each man was frantically trying to sell me zippers, puppets, sandals, pants, tuk-tuk and rickshaw rides, masala tea, colorful elephants hung on string.
Jaipur felt exactly like this, swarms of people, all going after us, me and George, and trying to sell things. I woke up and threw up six times.
Today I am in Ajmer, recovering from food poisoning and Jaipur. Right before sunset, we ventured out to Ana Lake, a beautiful place to say goodbye to the daylight. Here, happily, people just wanted to take a lot of photos with us. They would ask, "one photo?" and proceed to take four or five, or seven, one with each person in their party posed awkwardly next to, or right between, the funny looking tall people from far away. It started with someone wanting a picture of us holding their baby. Then we posed with another gurgling baby. One more baby, a few more photos. Next, a photo session with a little kid. Gradually, we worked our way up the adults.
We sat down on a bench to catch the sunset, but groups of people kept coming up to us. "One photo?"
After it seemed like every single person in the park had multiple pictures of us on their cell phones, we turned around, walked out of the park, past a couple of cows eating garbage, and jumped into a tuk-tuk home.
Jaipur felt exactly like this, swarms of people, all going after us, me and George, and trying to sell things. I woke up and threw up six times.
Today I am in Ajmer, recovering from food poisoning and Jaipur. Right before sunset, we ventured out to Ana Lake, a beautiful place to say goodbye to the daylight. Here, happily, people just wanted to take a lot of photos with us. They would ask, "one photo?" and proceed to take four or five, or seven, one with each person in their party posed awkwardly next to, or right between, the funny looking tall people from far away. It started with someone wanting a picture of us holding their baby. Then we posed with another gurgling baby. One more baby, a few more photos. Next, a photo session with a little kid. Gradually, we worked our way up the adults.
We sat down on a bench to catch the sunset, but groups of people kept coming up to us. "One photo?"
After it seemed like every single person in the park had multiple pictures of us on their cell phones, we turned around, walked out of the park, past a couple of cows eating garbage, and jumped into a tuk-tuk home.
