Wednesday was a day in my life that I will never forget. First, I biked to school in the morning; biking in India is extremely hard. First off, the bikes are heavier therefore they are harder to stay upright on and harder to steer. Secondly you have to battle the traffic of India, which if you have seen the movies, it is most likely the exact same: busy, crowded, loud and on the opposite side of the road, quite a culture shock. But I made it to school safely (and much better than my ride home the night before which ended with only two crashes).
To start off my day I was able to skype with my Mom, Aunt and Uncle, which was very nice. I have been so busy and excited with everything new that I haven’t had time to think about how much I miss them. I also was able to skype with my boyfriend, which was nice as well. At ten it was tea-time, one of my favorite parts of the day! My first class of the day was Tamil where we began to learn the written scripture, something I was very much looking forward to! It was also the day that it was my turn to eat lunch at the SITA center, which was very good.
But my day got even better, the last class of the day I am not taking, but attended so I could go on the fieldtrip. The class was MRA Myth, Religion & Art. The subject of Wednesday’s lecture was the religion of Jainism. After class we had a fieldtrip to Jain Hill, none of us knew what to expect. Jain Hill is about 45 minutes away from the SITA Center in a nearby village. At the bottom of Jain Hill is a holy body of water with lily pads and ducks! As well there is a holy tree where villagers go to pray, specifically the tree is used for prayer for mute toddlers (the parents will pray to the tree that their child will be able to speak and hang a bell in the child’s honor and as a offering to the tree). Then we went to check out the temple at the base of Jane Hill, this temple was devoted to local Gods and had beautiful large plaster castings painted vividly to depict religious tales. To the left of the temple there was a path that leads to a cave in the rock (Jain Hill is a large rock formation) where there were wall carvings. We all thought the story was very interesting and the view from the cave was amazing, but it pails in comparison to what else we saw. To the right of the temple is a set of stairs carved right into the rock that lead to more rock carvings about halfway up the hill. I thought the view from there was beautiful and was surprised by how high up I was. But…just because the stairs ended did not mean that was as far as we were allowed, all of the SITA students climbed to the ve




ry top of this rock where we had a 360 view as far as the eye could see. It was amazing; the rock formation was as beautiful as the scenery around. From the top of the rock we could see very small dots on fields running around, presumably cows or goats, but what I found amazing was seeing a bird, similar too or maybe a hawk (not sure if they live in India) from the top, not often do you see a bird like that from above, I watched it ride the wind and dive down to the forest, it was a beautiful site to watch. A short time after we arrived at the top of the rock a group of young boys who we had also met at the cave appeared from the opposite edge. We talked with them, introduced ourselves and as everyone seems to do (at least in Mexico) bonded of John Cena. We arrived at the peak of the rock just in time to watch the sun set in the hazy sky over a mountain in the distance. It was just an amazing experience to climb to the top of this holy rock, barefoot of course, and look at all the scenery.
I was so happy to write about that experience I almost forgot about the end to my day. Instead of biking home in the dark I decided to take the bus, or so I thought. I started by walking down the main road a bit and stopping at a medical store where I was able to buy cough syrup, although that’s not really what I needed. I decided to keep walking because I did not know where the bus stop was, but once I arrived at the bus stop I was so enthralled with walking down the street at night and seeing the night culture that I decided to walk a bit more. Eventually, I saw a grocery store so I went in and bought some gum and hand soap for my bathroom at home. I really enjoyed the walk and decided to continue because I didn’t feel the need to stop but it started to get late and I hadn’t told my host family that I would be walking so I hailed a shared-auto (rickshaw) and drove home. It was one of the days that will definitely stick out in my mind from my trip in India.
Yesterday I walked all the way home, I decided I want to walk home every day and ride the bus to school every morning. Occasionally I’ll bike, but I’d rather walk.