We debated just skipping over the India posts altogether. Maybe if we didn’t document it, it would be like it never happened. But it’s happening. So we must. However, I cannot in good conscious blog about Delhi, because it was an utter post-apocalyptic s*%!hole. There’s nothing better I can say. I’m sorry.
We thought Jaipur would be easier to adjust to, being a smaller city (the size of Atlanta versus Delhi’s 25 million) and hearing such great things from others. But, honestly, it’s not quaint. Or pretty. I sound like a negative Nelly, but we are just not digging India. I appreciate and envy those who love this country and see its beauty clearly. I’m still peeling away the smog and trying to step over the trash. (However, I should mention that Luke is totally cool with this country. I am utterly amazed every day with his positive outlook.)
Today we stuck to our tried and true means of getting to know a city – the free walking tour. As ever, it was helpful to learn about the history and culture of Jaipur from a local and be led through the chaotic streets without having to navigate ourselves. I caught glimpses of lovely and interesting things. However, we still saw the nasty, uncivilized side of this country that saddens and angers me. Cows eating trash in the street. Twelve children packed into a “school bus” tuk-tuk careening through the streets. Filth and poverty on every sidewalk. Horns blaring ALL. THE. TIME.
Because I am fully confident God knows our limits, He connected us with a church in Jaipur. Our first church service was comical – the entire thing in Hindi – but it was an introduction to many beautiful Christians who have invited us into their homes every night for small group and asked us to teach English to school children over the next week. I think these people will save us. They are truly a gift from God. Tonight, as we sat in their living room listening to a Lenten study and singing hymns (a few in English!), I knew He was with us.
During the day we struggle, but at night with our new friends we are saved. I don’t think I have the stomach for India. But we press on, thankful for the people we will serve, knowing they are really serving us.
Our walking tour of the old city of Jaipur.
The Amber Fort
Never, ever seen anything like it