So when they said don't drink the water they were being serious! ..oops. Don't panic everyone it's all over now, but it was a bit of a tense moment sitting in the Indian hospital waiting room awaiting blood test results - Milly is now totally vaccines 4 life (soz mum).
In other news: life is much the same, we have quite a structured rhythm; with Lucy and Ana the chaos continues with the added trauma of surprise end of term exams, unbeknownst to them. Milly and Liv have a little routine going at the school: in the morning helping the struggling or "dull" children and in the afternoons setting out to complete the mammoth task of sorting and documenting the entire library. In both schools the archaic disciplinary methods continue to astound and disgust us. Lucy and Ana decided to vent their frustration in a more nuanced fashion - prodding the children with vegetation and pouring water over their heads.
Talking of discipline, we had an encounter of our own: the head nun (Sister Pratiba), who had attempted to change our bed sheets but had had to retreat due to the "unsightly mess". On coming back to our rooms we realised in among the clothes and various other shite there were two plastic cartons of port (the only alcohol we could find in Banga - swiggin' it pirate style) and many a strewn cigarette packet very much in her view. We live in hope she'll forgive us for our sins.
We also embarked on a spontaneous trip to Mysore - bundling the four of us in the back of a Jeep with a nun in the front - N.B nun-networking is a great way to travel on the cheap, if you're willing to endure 5 hours of sweaty bum sliding around and dusty wind in the face. Image of the day: A Nun really going for that Cornetto (clearly struggling with the celibate lifestyle). We sore (Mysore!!) the sights - Ana nearly married a perfume seller - Hi Sayed, and stayed in a Hotel full of ants. After the most horrific journey back - Milly's fever flaring, we never knew we'd be so happy to return to our sisters and straw beds.
Birthdays happened - and did we party? or did we party? - our grungy traveller appearance was obviously noted, and Lucy and Liv received nice new birthday suits, which they had to wear all day even though the sizes were compromising and helped them feel the heat. The extent of the Par-tay was sitting on the candlelit convent roof rebelliously smoking and eating a jar of olives bought at great expense and a cake given to us by the sisters.
Easter means only one thing in a convent - A MASS OF MASSES - and not a chocolate egg in sight. Day 2 of Easter celebrations - total hours of Mass sat through - 5. We've been told we're baby devils for our lack of belief and were prayed for. Another feature of holy week saw us on our hands and knees in a flooded nunnery scrubbing the floor - such fun! Not only are we providing world-class teaching for the under-12s but we've also made some lovely friends in the older girls here - in particular Asha, who's 23 and hates everyone here and is generally bloody hilarious.
Sorry for being shite bloggers - Typhoid was a bit of a distraction - shout out to all our fans, you know who you are ..hi mothers.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FX31fJYHySI
In other news: life is much the same, we have quite a structured rhythm; with Lucy and Ana the chaos continues with the added trauma of surprise end of term exams, unbeknownst to them. Milly and Liv have a little routine going at the school: in the morning helping the struggling or "dull" children and in the afternoons setting out to complete the mammoth task of sorting and documenting the entire library. In both schools the archaic disciplinary methods continue to astound and disgust us. Lucy and Ana decided to vent their frustration in a more nuanced fashion - prodding the children with vegetation and pouring water over their heads.
Talking of discipline, we had an encounter of our own: the head nun (Sister Pratiba), who had attempted to change our bed sheets but had had to retreat due to the "unsightly mess". On coming back to our rooms we realised in among the clothes and various other shite there were two plastic cartons of port (the only alcohol we could find in Banga - swiggin' it pirate style) and many a strewn cigarette packet very much in her view. We live in hope she'll forgive us for our sins.
We also embarked on a spontaneous trip to Mysore - bundling the four of us in the back of a Jeep with a nun in the front - N.B nun-networking is a great way to travel on the cheap, if you're willing to endure 5 hours of sweaty bum sliding around and dusty wind in the face. Image of the day: A Nun really going for that Cornetto (clearly struggling with the celibate lifestyle). We sore (Mysore!!) the sights - Ana nearly married a perfume seller - Hi Sayed, and stayed in a Hotel full of ants. After the most horrific journey back - Milly's fever flaring, we never knew we'd be so happy to return to our sisters and straw beds.
Birthdays happened - and did we party? or did we party? - our grungy traveller appearance was obviously noted, and Lucy and Liv received nice new birthday suits, which they had to wear all day even though the sizes were compromising and helped them feel the heat. The extent of the Par-tay was sitting on the candlelit convent roof rebelliously smoking and eating a jar of olives bought at great expense and a cake given to us by the sisters.
Easter means only one thing in a convent - A MASS OF MASSES - and not a chocolate egg in sight. Day 2 of Easter celebrations - total hours of Mass sat through - 5. We've been told we're baby devils for our lack of belief and were prayed for. Another feature of holy week saw us on our hands and knees in a flooded nunnery scrubbing the floor - such fun! Not only are we providing world-class teaching for the under-12s but we've also made some lovely friends in the older girls here - in particular Asha, who's 23 and hates everyone here and is generally bloody hilarious.
Sorry for being shite bloggers - Typhoid was a bit of a distraction - shout out to all our fans, you know who you are ..hi mothers.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FX31fJYHySI
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