kolcata!

wow. what a whirlwind adventure. two 9 hour flights, at least I got to see the new Pirates of the Carribean. one would think the flights would be the adventure. oh no. nice try. upon arrival at the airport there was no sign with my name. lost. no where to go. right off the plane. After trying the numbers I was given at my guest house, and after finding out the numbers were out of order i began to pace back and forth nervously. BEing a scared, small, white girl i had a few dudes following me around asking if i needed a ride anywhere. no, i didn't want them to give me a ride, and no i had no idea where to tell them to go even I was stupid enough to get in the car with them. Then, a Dutch (i thought she was french) woman came out. one of the guys with names on signs was for her. she seemed legit. i went up and asked if I could hitch a ride with her and she said sure. She was going to Goya but had a hotel room for the day while she waited for the train. The drive to the hotel was out of this world. people everywhere, cars everywhere, showering in the streets, changing in the streets, driving, talking, human powered rickshaws, dirt, grime, words cannot describe. pictures will come soon. anyway, get to hotel, get an overpriced room, have a nervous breakdown, take shower, go downstairs and e-mail GVN contact, within the hour Vishan had called me to apologize. i wasn't in the mood to talk to the dude who left me stranded so i said to pick me up tomorrow. Then an hour later he showed up to the hotel to apologize again and i said, ok, take me to the guest house. GVN paid for my hotel and taxi cab ride which was great. now instead of a shishy hotel room I'm in a guest house sharing a room with 9 other people. Its cool though, i can get acclimated. on the way to this web cafe i saw mother theresa's tomb. This place is insane.