Day 1 has in fact lasted a lot longer than one day. It started off with two Emirates flights which totally lived up to the Jennifer Anniston ads. The plane food was delicious!! Arriving at Kolkata at 7am, it took a while to get our visas checked. The fingerprint machine couldn’t take our sweaty hands (Amy).
Next thing we were caught in a heated discussion with a group of lads from Cork. They had taken our bus and weren’t budging. Eventually it got sorted out (right before Lily-Ann was about to sort them out herself) and we had a 30 minute drive to the school. We all wished we had about 6 more eyes to take in all the sights around us: Cows on the streets, Advertising everywhere, and all the colours! We were struck by the contrast between fancy buildings and the shacks on the pavements that were right next to them.
It’s safe to say we got many a shameless stare, Alana and Emily were even asked if they were wearing coloured contact lenses by a shocked woman.
We were pretty disappointed when we realized that NO-ONE wears genie pants here, Men wear shirts and trousers and women wear traditional dress and saris. We were overwhelmed by the amount of people, and the congestion on the streets as we made our way to the supermarket was like Grafton Street on Christmas Eve, except 100 times louder and busier. Our tiredness peaked when Emma R was defecated on by a bird (we hope).
It is now 6pm and we are exhausted. After dinner and mass we’re going to bed, looking forward to a full day of teaching tomorrow.
Next thing we were caught in a heated discussion with a group of lads from Cork. They had taken our bus and weren’t budging. Eventually it got sorted out (right before Lily-Ann was about to sort them out herself) and we had a 30 minute drive to the school. We all wished we had about 6 more eyes to take in all the sights around us: Cows on the streets, Advertising everywhere, and all the colours! We were struck by the contrast between fancy buildings and the shacks on the pavements that were right next to them.
It’s safe to say we got many a shameless stare, Alana and Emily were even asked if they were wearing coloured contact lenses by a shocked woman.
We were pretty disappointed when we realized that NO-ONE wears genie pants here, Men wear shirts and trousers and women wear traditional dress and saris. We were overwhelmed by the amount of people, and the congestion on the streets as we made our way to the supermarket was like Grafton Street on Christmas Eve, except 100 times louder and busier. Our tiredness peaked when Emma R was defecated on by a bird (we hope).
It is now 6pm and we are exhausted. After dinner and mass we’re going to bed, looking forward to a full day of teaching tomorrow.
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