Language Class

Today was the first day of Language school. It's four hours of class minus a tea break in the middle. First period is vocabulary and grammar, then writing and calligraphy, chai, vocab again, then writing again. It's really great because there are only four people to a class so you get really personal attention. I can see why this is considered one of the best language schools in India. At this rate I can see how we might some useful Hindi skills by the end of the four weeks.

After class a few of us walked down into town to pick up some of our tailoring and use the internet. My long Korta won't be done until tomorrow but I bought a cool shirt and a locally made cane with which to defend myself from dirty thieving monkeys.

As promised here are a few more pictures of sexy people doing exciting things:


That is our program Viji over on the left. He is in charge of the EAP India program and takes great care of us by doing everything from bribing officials to rush our documents to setting us up with taxis, food and housing. This is our last house meeting last night before Viji left us this morning.


Here are some boys engaging in the national passtime of cricket on their balcony. Right affer I took this picture the wicket keeper scored a six'er (the cricket aquivelent of hitting a home run) and thereby lost his ball.


Ok, mabey this last one is not so sexy or interesting as I had previously implied, but still... come on... I bet you've never been that close to a wild monkey.