It’s midterm and paper time here in Delhi! As a nice little break in between tough weeks, IES took the group on a spring break trip to Goa. Goa is prime beach town with a slightly more prep feel than the lazy town, chill time, Caribbeans and more churches per street that Baptist belt Memphis. The first two days we spent mostly touring around old churches and renovated mansions that could be hotels. I have to say, I’ve listened to more Michael Jackson in those two days in Goa than I have in the last ten years in America. I would have to say he’s second best man to Jesus in Catholicville, Goa. On the third day we all hit the beach. Best Day Ever. It was perfect. My friends and I spent all day in the water body surfing. Though, my skin hates me for attempting to go from winter white to summer orange all in one day. Now, I’m a little lobster red. As always, I’m hugely relieved back to be in Delhi away from over priced chintzy goods and back in the heart of Indian cuisine (as oppose to Portugal influenced seafood).
I realize now that after being deprived of north Indian cusine for three whole days I am ultimately screwed for when I return to America. At the airport, some guy tried to sell me a 40 rupee Samosa (ab. $.50) compared to the five rupee samosoas we get in Delhi and I nearly flipped out. Ugh. I can never pay $2.50 for a samosa appetizer at Little India again.
*AND yes, the Goan airport really does sell water that says it's good for sunburns...
I realize now that after being deprived of north Indian cusine for three whole days I am ultimately screwed for when I return to America. At the airport, some guy tried to sell me a 40 rupee Samosa (ab. $.50) compared to the five rupee samosoas we get in Delhi and I nearly flipped out. Ugh. I can never pay $2.50 for a samosa appetizer at Little India again.
*AND yes, the Goan airport really does sell water that says it's good for sunburns...
