India, day 3, again, again and again.

The amount of images I have from each day is overwhelming.  It would be too immense to just place in one post per day-that and the fact that I forgot to adjust my timestamp in my camera is proving to make it all the more difficult in determining what day I took each picture.  These following pictures are also from day 3.  Then we can get to day 4!










India, Day 2

My morning began at 3:30 am..  They were not kidding about the adjustment to the time zone, or lack thereof.  I looked at is as an opportunity and stole way to the rooftop and stared at the stars.  All of them unfamiliar.  A quarter moon shining just bright enough to see the silhouettes of palm trees and buildings in the distance.  I sat there listening to the village come to life.  First the birds, the roosters then a muslim call to prayer, followed by the bells o the hindu shrine.  Each sound unique and distinct, some haunting and some comforting.  And then the sweet sound of the children rising for the day.

Our daily agenda began with calisthenics that harkened to old movies I have seen where the staunch Brits  do deep knee bends and plan their day around Tiger hunts a top elephants. Yet no Brits and no elephants, and thankfully, no tigers! Post exercise I was coerced into tasting the coffee-something I really dislike, however, this was not just any coffee.  It was chai coffee with water buffalo milk and sugar.  And it was delicious!!!  I was quickly addicted and greedy for every last drop I could gulp down.

Sunday is market day-their equivalent of the farmers market.  It was a plethora of scents and sights.  Sometimes it might be better to not know what it looks like before it’s cooked.We headed to Sunday services where shortly into the service the children started dropping like flies.  One by one they sunk down into their seats, slid down to the floor or flopped their bodies on top of my lap and fell asleep.  It was fantastic!  The Americans were then asked to come forward at the end of service to pray over anyone who might want it.  It was a wonderful opportunity to pray directly for people and their needs.



Sleeping babes. (photo credit: Stephanie Crane)






Daily onion chopping.


On our way to market.


Fish anyone?


All you can eat shrimp?











My first full day ater market was filled with the children and all wanting a “photo”.  I have what seems to be a mountain of images of the kids that I cannot fit into this post but will do so on my next entry.




Hard Rock Bill

Post Pewabic Pottery event we ventured to grab a little bit more to eat in downtown Detroit, a small bowl of soup was not going to take the kids very far.  We had decided to head to the original LAfayette Coney Island, but got side tracked when we saw the Hard Rock Cafe.  I had not even realized there was one in Detroit.

The Hard Rock Cafe is located in the CompuWare building, right in the very center of town between Woodward and Farmer.  The atrium in the CompuWare building is exceptionally nice.

So we had lunch at the Hard Rock.  I cannot say that the food was bad, it was fine.  The space itself is pretty small compared to other Hard Rock’s that I have been to.  But it is Detroit and I think the size is appropriate for the current economic climate.  They had the usual displays of guitars, records, clothing and other paraphernalia.  Many of which we had to explain to the older kids who they were!  The service was great.  But the cost was way too high.  We spent $100, including tip, for food I could get cheaper elsewhere.  In comparison, I had a pulled pork sandwich with fries and it was $11.95.  Close to where I currently live is the Woodshop Union, 2011 Restaurant of the year.  I had their pulled pork samwich with onion rings for $8.95 and was sure that I had died and gone to heaven.    I am sure that the Hard Rock caters to the business crowd, for the most part, but I will most likely avoid going there for monetary reasons.

Rowen’s look says it all.

We decided to slip out the back entrance of the CompuWare building. Do you remember last post, when I told you about Pewabics wall tiles?  Well, here they are!  Not my favorite display, but I can at least show you an example.

I also took a couple of photos of the buildings that surrounded us.  Truly quite amazing!

Happy Leap Day!