The Top 7 Moments of My First Week

7. I get on the bus on Saturday morning to go to Amritsar, and the driver is burning incense on the dash-board. I'm still not clear as to whether this is extraordinarily dangerous, somewhat of a bad idea, or just interesting.

6. On my second night here this is a party because one of the interns is leaving to go back to Hong Kong. My boss takes off his turban before entering the house pretending to be his drunk, disorderly, and problematic twin brother and questions me for an hour about who I am and what I am doing and what is development and why I do not work in agriculture. I completely fall for it, but in the confusion I think I manage to accidently pretend that I knew it was him the whole time and he is impressed. Wtf.

5. Indian restaurant in H. doesn’t actually have the choices listed on the menu. Eventually after pointing at seven different choices we finally ask what they do have. Well, they have chicken burgers. The other interns are confused as to why you would list a multitude of things you don’t actually sell. I am comforted. GHANA!

4. Some of the interns have a chicken slaughtered in D. This means 2 things: that I only have to go one town over to find meat, and that my body gets to digest precious, precious protein.

3. Visiting the India-Pakistan border for the border closing ceremony. Pakistan is not, actually, just desert and rocks and a cliff falling off to nowhere as I imagined it. It looks like India but, you know, the other side.

2. Sleeping on marble and seeing THIS all night:

1. I HAVE FOUND THE TOILET PAPER STASH (In this situation 4 bags of toilet paper constitute a stash). It is located in the next city, about 30 minutes away by bus. It should be noted that not only did I find toilet paper, but I got it for half the price that others have been paying for it (50 cents a roll instead of a dollar). I can now wipe my butt and save. Sahhweet.