On the way there I saw a side of India that I hadn’t before. Staying at the orphanage we usually only see the one road we walk on and it’s pretty clean and quiet most of the time.
I began to see the many faces of India as we were driving.
The slums right next to the huge mounds of trash and filthy water
Smaller tent colonies built high enough for sitting straight up
Beggars and homeless on the streets
Adults and children with little to no clothing
Using the bathroom wherever they want… Bathing in front of whoever drives by. no privacy.
It was heartbreaking to see those things. But for them, that’s just the way things have always been. I can’t even imagine living like that.
Big mistake. .5 seconds after I snap the shot (that wasn’t even that good) his owner walks up and tries to get me out of the car to pose with the monkey and I’m like no no it’s okay
But then he starts telling me to give him money because I took a picture of his pet. And he kept on and on and on. He even tried to open the door. So after ignoring him for 10 minutes he sulked off to find his next victim. Wait, I mean customer.
We finally made it! Already dripping sweat we begin our picture taking. All together there were probably 13 white people there that day (our group of 8 is included in that number). Let me also say that since being in India I’ve seen maybe 4 other white people.
People here love to stare at you. And then they will walk up and want a picture of you posing with them; or their small 4 year old child. At first it was kinda funny… then annoying.
it even happened when we took a camel carriage ride back to the parking area. Two men randomly decided to jump on with us and take a lot of pictures with us.
It was pretty weird.
