I made it to the grocery store on my own today...hailed an autorickshaw...said "supermarket" and off we went. I did some pretty serious shopping for some snack stuff...pringles, lay's potato chips, box of cereal, oatmeal, couple of diet pepsis, Kettle salt & vinegar chips, yeah!!! and brought Kim back a hot filet-o-fish sandwich from McDonalds and some fries...any I didn't eat in the rickshaw on the way back...probably some other stuff. Went to the gym to workout. Got my own rickshaw driver who decided to take me for a ride. Instead of the 14 rupees it normally costs he took me on a longer ride. He acted like he didn't know where he was going, he slowed down a time or two enough to holler out something and they'd point and off we'd go. Cost me 50 rupees by the time we got there...and they were closed...so I walked back to the hospital. I knew the general way and spent probably 45 minutes just walking through that section of town...shop after shop selling everything under the sun...people everywhere...weren't you scared?...not for a moment...nervous, sure a little bit. I was halfway around the world in the 3rd world country...walking to where I thought I knew I'd come from. Although I never saw another caucasian person...the only others I've seen since we've been here were in the hospital. I never once had anybody approach me. Most of them look at me like I landed from somewhere on the other side of the planet. Hey, I am.
And they look at my shoes...everybody looks down at my shoes...I'm guess I'm not wearing sandals like everybody else...either my nikes or my crocs...they still haven't figured out my crocs. I walked thru the neighborhood...saw some kids playing cricket...others playing badmittton...many just sitting watching the throngs of people doing their daily thing...going home...buying groceries...working on their cars...dodging rickshaws as they walk in out out of the traffic...and the vehicles honking at each other...they love to honk their horns and do so all the time. It's quite exciting as traffic goes.
On the way back I passed a little stand with a guy making some beautiful flower arrangements...so guess what, I carried one back to the hospital with me...100 rupees...I probably should've tried to get the price down but I was so excited to be where I was experiencing what I was...I just paid the price and splurged...a little over $2. Big spender but they are beautiful and she was thrilled. So all in all it was good day, her walking, McDonalds, flowers, walking thru the local neighborhood...oh yeah, a visit from a young man from the local church came by for a visit and to pray with us. Guess that's the end of this day and this blog. I'll do my best to keep you coming back and reading up on our journeys. Thanks for reading. By the sitemeter somebody's keeping up with us. We love you all! de & ke
































