We’ve now returned safely from RIshkesh, where we felt happily Beatle-like and safe, despite the killer wild elephants stomping on cars, leopards haunting wherever we go, and mountain monkeys who size us up as potential targets for their gang related vioelnce. Dehradun is treating us to a baby monsoon, which we braved to visit our beloved cybercafé. Things have taken a turn for the better here, as we’ve stopped asking if they have wifi and just go for it.
Today we went to a mindbogglingly boring film called “Blood Money.” You’d think that it would be easy to make something vaguely interesting with a title like that, but the whole affair was weighed down by overlong conversations (again, half hindi, half english) and moody sequences between the TOOL of a main character and his spineless and useless wife. It was like “Blood Diamond” in the sense that there were diamonds, blood, and bad guys with all the power.
But this will win no Oscars, and I dunno if it even merits a rotten tomato. Better to just forget.
The next film we go to see will hopefully be the trashiest musical comedy we can find. We have a huge need to dance, even if it is in our seats. The girl sitting next to me answered her phone five times during the movie, and indulged in the kind of conversations that inspire murderous feelings in pacifists.
Otherwise, India is great. I’ve been daydreaming about an ideal world where I can bring all my favorite people from this year to Minneapolis, and keep practicing my spanish, french and basic portuguese (ai se eu te pego? e saudades...). A little less than two months to go, and then back to the states, for a dose of crazy crazies, dreadful accents and politicians whose plans for the future are likened to etch a sketches.
Love to you all!
Marielle and Jacqueline
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