Sunday, February 28
We have been home since Thursday (Feb25) night. After about 20 hours in the air with 2 4-hour layovers (one in Paris, one in Atlanta) we were picked up by Angel Lucky who delivered us home to Happy Birthday balloons (Joseph's) and key lime pie. To keep up with tradition we did manage to unpack two suitcases before dropping with exhaustion. Well, now it is late Sunday and we are still so jet-lagged we keep falling off to sleep all the time. I have never had this so bad. My head is spinning, eyes don't focus, minor nausea, etc. We are hoping to be over this by tomorrow.
Looking back on our India experience I feel overwhelmed with images which bombarded the senses and which tore at my heart. It was great! I am filled with a longing to return and learn more. We were quite ready to return home but really needed more time... like months maybe to really get around this huge subcontinent. The people we met were very interesting and with many we could not communicate since they spoke little or no English... like our driver, JaiPal, a 25-year old with nerves of steel, the road aggression of a Le Mans champ and the looks of a movie star. Hey, I may be exaggerating, but I wouldn't drive in India for a million bucks. All I can say is, thank you Jai Pal for driving us safely throughout our trip.
Our guide comes from a family of farmers. OP and his three brothers have built homes around each other in a compound occupying one corner of the family land. He and two of his brothers married three sisters ... all arranged marriages and OP is now in charge of arranging marriages for some of his nieces. When we spoke skeptically of arranged marriages hi repeatedly stated the the parents are happy, the groom is happy, the bride is happy, the families are happy... everyone is happy and we have no reason not to believe him. He and PhooLo are celebrating thirty years of marriage in April... or sometime around then, he is vague about dates.
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