If you ever come to India and get on a train in the middle of the night for the first time you’re going to be freaked out…in a bad way!
First, when you get on everybody is already sleeping and it’s really dark and a little like jail…surviving jail isn’t easy especially without a pillow. When we got on the train we had to climb over people to get on to our bunk or uncomfortable bed or whatever you want to call it. I’d go with uncomfortable bed or hard chair. Next we put the sheets on the thing we were supposed to sleep on (but tried not to). Sloan was already up on the sleeping thing so it was my turn to climb up the two foot ladder. Once I got up there with Sloan I actually liked the train. I listened to my ipod for a while and Sloan played his PSP (PSP stands for Pray Squat Pee - we made that up to use in the bathroom).
In the morning I woke up, Sloan was still sleeping. He stole my pillow so I had to sleep on the hard bed, unfortunately. The man on the bunk below us woke up and got a cup of chai from one of the chai guys. At that same moment Sloan realized that he only needed one pillow and he knocked mine down. It hit the man’s chai and it spilled all over the mini-table. After a little while we did school and couldn’t stop laughing for some reason. Then I got really bored and looked out the window and saw oxen. I made up a song that I will never get tired of. This was the song:
I’m a big ox with little horns
I’m a big ox with little horns
I’m a big ox with little horns
And I’m really, really big.
I went on singing that until daddy got really annoyed so I stopped.
When it was time for us to leave we almost got off at the wrong stop, but luckily the other person in our cabin said “you’re supposed to get off at the next stop.”
Off to see the Taj Mahal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
4 comments:
OY OY OY!!! What a brave and adventurous family.
Love you,
Granny Merle & Poppy
Hi guys - What an adventure on the train!! We had quite an adventure too. I took both children to school last week and we played in the "ball pit". It's literally a big pit filled with thousands of balls. It's so much fun, except poor Sam got buried in the balls. He couldn't get out! Then, we realized that one of Sophie's shoes was missing. So, I had to jump in, so it was me, Sophie and Sam and then we were all stuck! I have a photo of the kids in the ball pit - you can barely see Sam's head. I'll send to your mommy's email so you can see it. On Saturday, Uncle Andy got a haircut and it was really short. He came home and asked Sophie if she liked his hair. She just sort of looked at him funny and made a face like, "what does he mean?" Then she says, "what hair daddy?" Actually she didn't really say that but she did laugh and try to touch his head. Anyway, take care. We'll chat soon!
Love, Aunt Sandy, Uncle Andy, Sophie and Sam.
Hello Russians!
The stories just keep getting better and better! Michelle, I see you are tucked into your "no bug" body bag!
And, Lance, I almost went into a neck spasm when I saw you crammed in to your bed! I love the Chai story with the man under you guys. I'm sure he had a memorable ride. So, how many NYC kids can say they had their lunch stolen by monkeys and saw the Taj Mahal last week????
I have turned two writer friends of mine onto your blog....They love it. Sounds like every day is a true adventure. My life is completely boring by comparison. I was rejected to be the Mother of a beautiful 1 year old Boston Terrier rescue named Comet. He was quite a handsome fellow - and well trained. I'll have to improve my essay, and maybe I'll be chosen next time! I always knew I wasn't really mother material, but I didn't think getting a dog was going to be an issue! Who knew?
Well, keep on trekking and sending
us the updates.
Have you had to explain being Russian without speaking the language to anyone yet?
Big hugs to all,
Charna
Hi everyone
great to follow your family's adventure! Happy new year. When will u be back in NYC?
Lysa, Bruno, Bella and fifi Scarselli
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