Rickshaw ahoy!

Kids love the rickshaws. We didn't expect there would be so many everywhere. The seats are definitely made for little Bengali tushies, not big round American tushies! So we had to hold on tight so not to be catapulted off.

Courtney wants to stay here forever, because it seems less complicated. She desperately wants to purchase some local attire to "fit in" (hee). Every woman dresses beautifully no matter which cast (social) system they are in. In the city it is difficult to see who is and isn't impoverished at face value. This will change once we visit projects and villages.

The fact that we have friends here is an enormous comfort, far beyond our expectations. We said goodnight to them around 3pm so we could settle into our apt. and get some groceries. Instantly, we felt as though our security blanket was ripped away. It was all we could do not to cling onto them.

We did it though! We hopped on 2 rickshaws to the market and then home to prepare a rice dinner and instantly go to sleep. The kids practically slept through the meal.