This is one of our India friends teaching me how to tie a veshti (while they're traditionally worn by men, they're super comfy and since it's pretty much just a big sheet you can wear it any way you want). The lesson took about 45 minutes since for just a big rectangle of cloth it can be pretty tricky to arrange. I was first taught how to wear it long (much easier) and then short which would be how workmen would wear it. I never had an official sari lesson since Archana is a master at sari arranging and took great joy in dressing me up like a life-sized Barbie (I come complete with bindi, jasmine, and jewelry accessories!)
When it came time to leave India it was bittersweet, but perhaps more sweet-bitter. I had a wonderful trip in India and as my first travel experience it left a definite stamp on me. Seeing so many temples, peoples, and places, along with eating a great deal of Indian food I was on experience-overload the whole time I was there. It was quite the life changing trip. However, 7 weeks of sickness, crowding, complete strangers touching my hair, hands and face and just sitting and staring at me, witnessing the heart-breaking poverty every single day, having children thrust into my arms to bless or to take, and series of emotionally draining interactions with some of the most remarkable people I have ever met, all of it left me drained and done. I returned to the U.S. disbelieving the huge trip I had just undertaken, ready to see my family, and also ready someday to return to a country that is at once both beautiful and very, very ugly.
Thus ends India week, here comes Ireland!