Your legs look like they have a disease because of the multitude of bug bites.
You sleep on the roof to try and avoid waking up in a pull of sweat.
You shower with a bucket of water and a chicken watching you.
You get sick and have diarrhea for two weeks straight with no signs of stopping.
Visiting the hospital wasn’t so bad since the doctor’s office was air conditioned.
(Our reaction to A/C)
Your wash clothe quickly became your sweat rag.
Flies! All Day. Every Day. Everywhere.
You eat the exact same meal everyday twice a day.
You cram sixteen people into a mini taxi called an auto.
You talk about every possible American food that ever existed whenever eating Indian food.
You wear the same three skirts and three shirts the whole month.
You randomly get to ride a camel in front of a school.
You spend hours hiking a mountain to see a hindu temple only to find it is a deserted building.
(At the bottom of the mountain)
(And me at the top of the mountain)
Everybody everywhere stares at you until you leave. Then they follow you and stare some more.
You order a milkshake and get something that taste like warm slim-fast.
Watching a movie consists of seven people laying on sleeping pads in front of a laptop with only one ear phone working.
(Team Raging Waters our last day in the village)
