Here I am working on the blog!
My absence was not really due to the abundance of courses, but more a phenomenon more commonly known as the "adjustment period" ... Despite everything I have said in my last post on the fact that I was well prepared, that I needed a lot to shock me etc ... The first days were hard ...
In fact, everything here is different:
- Climate: It goes from scorching heat and humid (94% humidity!) to rainy do not stop for several days !
- environment : Nous avons la chance de vivre sur un campus vert et à l’abri de l’agitation de la ville. Le confort basique de nos chambres est suffisant, et les douches froides passent encore à cette période de l’année (je ferai moins ma maline d’ici un mois quand il faudra aller chercher de l’eau chaude dans un seau…) . Le problème, c’est dès qu’on sort du campus… Chaque déplacement est un parcours du combattant , qui commence par la négociation du taxi, où l’on sait que quoiqu’il arrive, au final, on se fera avoir…
- Les gens : Je ne vais pas partir immediately into a brief explanation of cultural differences ... I would have time to talk during my stay! But there are several types of Indian ...
- First there are the Indian watching you with eyes flabbergasted, especially when you ride herd
group of Western
- Those we take pictures, blondes are particularly popular because very different
- Those who want to know where it comes ( "Where do you come from?" is the question of Indian mascot) before they even know our name
- Those who dare not look you in the eye (lower castes or vestiges of colonialism ... I have not yet found an explanation ... )
- Those who harass you to sell you things you do not need, but which might need your parents / brothers / sisters, and protest when you refuse to buy "What? You do not like your mother?! " (Truthful, it happened to us last week)
- Those who haggle too much ... At home, haggling is a game, and I feel I'll be able to refine here, once I have a little more info on the value of things
- Those who shake their heads and say everything and anything: yes, no and maybe at the same time. This category includes most of the Indian reality. It's confusing at first but ultimately very funny, and I'm sure a lot of us will return with the tick (some are already trying to adopt more or less dexterity ...)
- Those who offer to help as soon as you look lost, especially on campus. Indian students are A-DO-able! (We can not however say the same thing for the administration, called "Come Back Tomorrow" by the Indians themselves)
- Food : (Yes you may have forgotten but I was doing a list of things that were different here ... I blablate so you had probably lost the thread ...)
Then the food ... Hmm ... How to explain this point without sounding too offensive?
(Note: the following is absolutely not objective and is only my opinion ... Many foreign students still appreciate the canteen for now ...)
Each of our Hostel is equipped with a "Dining Hall , "also called" Mess "(and his name deserves ...). He yaa 5 sessions of meals per day (Ptit bf, bf, lunch, dinner, night session). Apart from the small bf and afternoon tea with toast served with butter margarine, jam, and chai latte (or almost), all meals are identically THE SAME! Eat the same thing does bother me more than that if only they were good and not spicy ...
Myth No. 3 : In Indian plate, there is more spice than food -> TRUE , true, and yet TRUE!
Well, it turns out that my first meeting with the canteen, I knew we would not really be friends ... Just the smell makes me sick (literally, it is the worst ) ... I tried
force me to eat, and that's where it got complicated ... I got sick, throwing up everything I ate instant, for a whole week ...
(I promise I will not go into the details of my life stomach and bowel, even if it is a topic of conversation most popular right now among international students ...)
short, all that to say that the first week was not the easiest, but for two days, my mood and my spirit legendary conqueror came back!
This weekend, we start with some foreign students Varanasi (Benares). First expedition, 14h train ... It promises!
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