"no hurry, in the morning is fine!"
I just really needed to update once more today, today has really been amazing. It's strange really, we've only been gone for three days yet i've already seen so incredibly much. This morning watching sunrise at the taj mahal. And then this afternoon our driver and guide, deepak and alamgir picked us up at our hotel and took us to see where the 'real' indian people live. First we went to see a muslim area.
It was all very interesting with the narrow cobbled streets. We left the car and walked through the streets. There were people everywhere, living working. Not many tourists come to those neighbourhoods so everyone was very intrested in us. Pretty quick we got a group of people, mostly young kids following us. Alamgir was showing us around at telling us about how the people lived and worked. And the further we walked more and more kids were running after us, asking us questions what are name were, if we could take their picture. Indian people love when you take their picture, and they like you to show them it too.
"what is your name sister?" the little indian girls would ask. They are so sweet and so beautiful, allthough alot of them had big scars on their faces and flies in their eyes, it really was quite a shock first to see them. But one thing that struck me was how very happy they all looked, they jumped around and were laughing. We got to go inside some houses and look around, to see how they lived was a bit of shock, and to then also know that there are people in this city living far much worse felt weired.
We saw two different houses. The second house we went into was four stories tall, one of the tallest in the neighbourhood, on the roof you had a great view of the taj mahal. Do keep in mind that while we were walking around the streets and into the houses all these children were following us.
The second and big tall house we went in, we had to go through several rooms to get to the roof. In one room in the house they were making shoes. They were sitting maybe fifteen or twenty people, men, mostly kids, making leather shoes, some were doing the cutting, some were sewing. Talk about child labour! We were also told that very often when things we buy in europe say 'made in china' they are actually made in india but bought by chinese companys. That may explain why EVERYTHING seems to be made in china. They earn close to nothing.
Later on we drove to see a hindu part of town. We got to go home to the driver Deepaks house and meet his family. It's so amazing that we got to go home to this familys house, they were all so polite and nice, most of them we couldn't even communicate with. Both me and mom got a 'bindi' on our forehead, when you visit someones house you're supposed to get one.
I have way too many new impressions in my head for me to even begin to explain everything i've seen today. I've really just tried to quickly write down a bit of this evening. I really wish that i could upload my pictures. But they will come, i promise. until then af ew photos from my dear mother:
on top of the first roof. these are a few of the kids that followed us around in the muslim area. as you can see there were alot of them. =)
On top of the roof of the one house we went in to. This is how their houses look.
Deepak and his mother, father and wife and children in their home, Deepak is furthest to the right.
I gotta go get some sleep now, it's been a very interesting day i say =)
so much.
wow.
//michelle.
It was all very interesting with the narrow cobbled streets. We left the car and walked through the streets. There were people everywhere, living working. Not many tourists come to those neighbourhoods so everyone was very intrested in us. Pretty quick we got a group of people, mostly young kids following us. Alamgir was showing us around at telling us about how the people lived and worked. And the further we walked more and more kids were running after us, asking us questions what are name were, if we could take their picture. Indian people love when you take their picture, and they like you to show them it too.
"what is your name sister?" the little indian girls would ask. They are so sweet and so beautiful, allthough alot of them had big scars on their faces and flies in their eyes, it really was quite a shock first to see them. But one thing that struck me was how very happy they all looked, they jumped around and were laughing. We got to go inside some houses and look around, to see how they lived was a bit of shock, and to then also know that there are people in this city living far much worse felt weired.
We saw two different houses. The second house we went into was four stories tall, one of the tallest in the neighbourhood, on the roof you had a great view of the taj mahal. Do keep in mind that while we were walking around the streets and into the houses all these children were following us.
The second and big tall house we went in, we had to go through several rooms to get to the roof. In one room in the house they were making shoes. They were sitting maybe fifteen or twenty people, men, mostly kids, making leather shoes, some were doing the cutting, some were sewing. Talk about child labour! We were also told that very often when things we buy in europe say 'made in china' they are actually made in india but bought by chinese companys. That may explain why EVERYTHING seems to be made in china. They earn close to nothing.
Later on we drove to see a hindu part of town. We got to go home to the driver Deepaks house and meet his family. It's so amazing that we got to go home to this familys house, they were all so polite and nice, most of them we couldn't even communicate with. Both me and mom got a 'bindi' on our forehead, when you visit someones house you're supposed to get one.
I have way too many new impressions in my head for me to even begin to explain everything i've seen today. I've really just tried to quickly write down a bit of this evening. I really wish that i could upload my pictures. But they will come, i promise. until then af ew photos from my dear mother:
on top of the first roof. these are a few of the kids that followed us around in the muslim area. as you can see there were alot of them. =)
On top of the roof of the one house we went in to. This is how their houses look.
Deepak and his mother, father and wife and children in their home, Deepak is furthest to the right.
I gotta go get some sleep now, it's been a very interesting day i say =)
so much.
wow.
//michelle.
Kommentarer
Postat av: Lisa
wow, I can imagine your head is going like 90miles an hour now...hope you can sleep:) It is fascinating to see such a different culture, and how nice that the people seem happy, that´s always nice! Getting ready to out to dalby for dinner.Love you!
Postat av: Manne
Dina 2 senaste inlägg beskriver verkligen Indien som natt och dag. Fascinerande. Ser verkligen fram emot dina bilder.
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