Captain's log: Entry 2: Sunday's Summary
When I wrote my first Captain's log, I thought I was going to an adventure. *enter bilbo baggings meme* But I never suspected the 'going' was going to be the adventure. Never I would have imagined that I'd find myself sleeping on the floor of the airport, using my excessive amount of luggage and clothing as a pillow, but there I was, at Delhi Airport, sleeping next to an electricity outlet exhausted from the 4u30 time difference which is equal to the loss of my amount of sleep.
Fighting for every minute of sleep, because I want to leave the next plane as an enthusiastic and especially, awake, intern, ready to fight the world and make the best first impression ever.
I did arrive on time, and in the 4 days that I've been here, I've already got so many stories. As some of those stories will only interest some of you, I'd like to introduce the [subjects] in brackets. Whenever I talk about a specific subject in this post (which clearly exceeds the suggested daily amount of readable text), I'll mark it with those brackets.
[The Indian Way Of Living]
For all the cheap asses out there who are reading this, India is your Walhalla, your devils crest, your safe haven. I just hassled for a 60 Rupee Rickshaw ride, who I successfully got down to 50, realizing that my minute of hassling only won me like 6 cents or so. You can buy a coffee here for 10 rupee, a 600ml of coke for 35 and a meal for less than 100 rupee. I'm making Dagobert Duck happy, as these low prices are my goddess of luck. It's really amazing how fast you adapt this new way of living.
Indians are wonderful people. Always ready to help, always saying hello and very trustworthy. They have a superpower of driving in complete chaos and even a bee hive would be jealous of the randomness that spawn on the Indian roads. I'm loving the ways of transportation here. I travel a lot by uber, but when I can, I take a Rickshaw. These small three-wheelers, carrying about 15 people at most, drive through the Indian traffic with an elegancy like you wouldn't believe. Being part of that packed lump of people at the back, is such a great feeling. Costing only 10 rupees to go from the university to the nearest city named Kharar, it's by FAR the cheapest way of travel.
Yes, fellow nerds, gather and gaze upon the information technology in this far away country. As a trial lesson, I've been given a week of ASP .NET 4.6 basics, that I can teach to first year students. These courses normally are very theoretic, so I'd be the one to bring in a little more practical touch and learn them how to actually code as well. Tomorrow, I'll be giving my very first lecture, so in Captain's Log 3, I'll be happy to tell you how it went, and what I'll do for the next 5 months.
The infrastructure itself is ancient. There is no other way to put it. The Wi-Fi here at school has a login system, like you'd expect. Only they did it with a Fortigard captive portal (and no, it does not support a mobile view, because only 90% of the Wi-Fi is used by mobile connections, so that's so not necessary. :p ) instead of our good, trusted, WPA-2 Enterprise. I didn't know how lucky we are at NMCT to have such a widely covered Wi-Fi network, with WPA2 Enterprise. Because here at CU, the only thing covered are the outdoor gardens and the hostel, giving a whopping speed of 22mbps close to the AP, and 0.5mbps when you put 5 meter and a wall between you and the AP. Giving that this works with a captive portal and a download limit, you'll find yourself spending 10 minutes on the internet to send a messenger message. 5 to trying to log in, hoping that you did not already reached your limit, 3 minutes to wait until your site is loaded and then 2 minutes looking out if it has actually uploaded correctly. So, having my frustrations thrown out there, I do feel the need to stress that this is India, so that I’m glad that I have Wi-Fi at all!
Oh. My. God. The food is delicious. These people don't each much, but they eat a lot. Their tea extinguished my need for coffee (and those who know me KNOW the power that houses in this sentence) as it's addictively delicious. I'm lucky that I don't have to set up a tent and a bonfire at the public toilet, but that I'm enjoying this meal to the fullest.
[Food For Thought]
The Sukhna hostel houses all the internationals. Andre and I are the only intercontential internationals here, most of them are Afghanistani or Nepalese people that come to India to get better education and a chance for a better life. One of them made me totally silent. (and those who know me, it takes an awful lot to make me silent).
Two afghanistani boys approached me with a question. They don't get why I'm coming here. They all came from very far, some with the whole family budget, to live a better live, while I came here to live a worse one.
Food for thought.
I stay, sleep and (sometimes) eat at the Sukhna hostel. A huge building with a lot of really nice people. I like my stay here, but the way of living is very primitive compared to our western ways. But I got used to it really really fast.
I have strong beliefs that my mattress is actually harder than the wooden bed it lays on, but the hostel warden gave me comfy sheets, so being embraced by its warmth and sweetness, I manage to get to sleep. I do have to shower with a cup and a bucket. Warm water is only available between 6 and 8u30, so I have to be in the showers on time in order to fill my bucket with nice steamy water. Nothing can describe the feeling when I use the last bit of warm water from my bucket, as I adore that very last drop of hot water but feel the blistering cold grasp of knowing that my bucket is empty and shower time is over. It really was a big step for me to embrace this way of living, but I'm so happy that I "don’t give a shit anymore". I feel that the more I embrace the Indian way of living, the more relaxed I become and the more I enjoy the nice things in life. I really look different at each day as I’m not clinging to the things that are worrying me on a daily basis with my old habits. I learned that I shouldn't be angry or stressed about things that simply don't matter. I get up as a happy man, I live an extraordinary day filled with adventure and new culture, and I go to sleep as an even happier and richer man.
Sooooooo, Glados Incorporated won't reimburse your scroll wheel that'll surely be worn-off by now. Now these are all new impressions, new things and a new way of life, so I have a lot to write about. As I do not want to be responsible for the immense drainage of your data plan, I'll try to get these shorter, so that at least one person can read through all of this without having to charge his phone two times before reaching the end.
It's really so much that I cannot describe it all. I'm planning to really travel a lot and spend every spare minute I have on visiting new places and learning things in India. (Hmm, I do need to find the time to work on that bachelor paper as well. :/) I really use this as a personal reflection and although I am keeping a diary during my period in India, these really help me reflect on what I've seen and I hope that I can take a bit of Indian spirit to you.
As I'll try to make it shorter, if there is anything that you want to know/ask to me, just do so in the comments and I'll be happy to answer. Or if you just want to comment tl;dr, or make funny remarks on my stupid face or the fact I use this as a personal second diary or if you just want to laugh with lame jokes in the videos / point out spelling mistakes, fine by me. ;) I want these bundled captain's logs to be bigger than The Lord of the Rings syllabus. :p (just kidding.)
I've added all my stupid vlog videos (I hate seeing myself on video) and some pictures. (I'll make an album soon with all the pictures). Please enjoy.
See you guys in Captain's log 3
Bubey, dada, toytoy