The rains were torrential all night with howling winds. The power was out on and off creating an eerie atmosphere in the main guesthouse. After breakfast we made an attempt to get to SEAM to see the boys. With branches down, lakes where roads used to be , and power lines down, Stephen made the wise decision to turn back. We were left with some worry about the boys and what they would do all day.
Return to the guesthouse brought a cooking lesson by Sheba and a fascinating discussion of women's roles in India. Until recently less than 10 per cent even went to school and most women still stay at home, spending much time in the kitchen and tending to the children. Although things are slowly
Changing it is still quite difficult and those women who want to pursue professional careers find it quite hard.
With roaring winds and sheets of rain, Stephen declared the rest of the day to be a day of rest. Those of you who know me well won't be surprised to hear that initially I found that a difficult concept: nowhere to go? Nothing to do? Quickly I realized how lovely it was to sit inside, soothed by the sound of rain and drifted off for an afternoon nap.
By dinner time the rains had stopped and the people in the neighborhood started coming
Out, excited to shoot off their first fireworks In honor of
The start of the Diwali festival. Things were dry enough after dinner for a stroll and some
Shopping. Funny how a day that started with sound and fury could end so peacefully.
On the home front, we were sorry
to hear that my Uncle Walter is back in intensive care and that my mother isn't feeling too well. Thanks to all the siblings for rallying around and taking care of everything.
We feel blessed to have ridden out the storm, none the worse for the experience.
Love to all of you
Barbara
Return to the guesthouse brought a cooking lesson by Sheba and a fascinating discussion of women's roles in India. Until recently less than 10 per cent even went to school and most women still stay at home, spending much time in the kitchen and tending to the children. Although things are slowly
Changing it is still quite difficult and those women who want to pursue professional careers find it quite hard.
With roaring winds and sheets of rain, Stephen declared the rest of the day to be a day of rest. Those of you who know me well won't be surprised to hear that initially I found that a difficult concept: nowhere to go? Nothing to do? Quickly I realized how lovely it was to sit inside, soothed by the sound of rain and drifted off for an afternoon nap.
By dinner time the rains had stopped and the people in the neighborhood started coming
Out, excited to shoot off their first fireworks In honor of
The start of the Diwali festival. Things were dry enough after dinner for a stroll and some
Shopping. Funny how a day that started with sound and fury could end so peacefully.
On the home front, we were sorry
to hear that my Uncle Walter is back in intensive care and that my mother isn't feeling too well. Thanks to all the siblings for rallying around and taking care of everything.
We feel blessed to have ridden out the storm, none the worse for the experience.
Love to all of you
Barbara
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