The Rats, the Rain and the Monkeys

Ani got the camera. Four pictures to prove it.

I am sitting in front of our fireplace, wondering if my heart is going be plunged into the abyss again. Well, that was a bit of an overstatement, but for the last 3 hours our power has gone off for several long periods. And just when I go blow out the candles because the power goes back on, it goes off again and then I go and light them all again, and get set with my low light activities. As you can tell, I am quite traumatized tonight – so I am going to keep those candles burning. I continue to marvel at the old meets new here. For instance, our house is so stinkin’ cold right now that the only place for my bread to rise is in front of the fire. So just put that into your mind, bread rising in front of the hearth and then me sitting here on my laptop posting a new blog entry to be read across the globe... funny, huh. Those contradictions are all over the place here. (Woah, a log just rolled out of the fireplace – I actually said woah out loud, all by myself.) Okay, so I went to go think of all the old meets new and the only ones I could think of were things having to do with computers / internet – and that gets redundant. I guess it’s just mostly old here in Ooty and very little new. So much for that train of thought, I pretty much derailed myself. Moving right along.

So, our Explooty this week was going to Wax World. Yes folks, you heard it right, Ooty, India, has a little wax museum. Why they thought of a wax museum over umm, let’s see, a Science Museum or Art Museum or even a Train Museum, I’m not sure. But when in doubt of which kind of Museum to build – go Wax I guess. Most of the figures were famous Indians, which makes sense, and then the very last one was behind a curtain because it was for only adult viewing... and it was of a motorcycle crash, with blood dripping out of this guy’s mouth. Kind of weird. Anyway, it was fun to actually go. I really couldn’t believe that I went, because every time I previously drove by I rolled my eyes a bit. I guess that has to do with the Wax Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle that displays the sign. Awesome.






Just in case you are wondering... it’s raining today.

Another monkey story. The monkeys live outside of town. We live in town. Just the way God intended. Well, the dogs were barking a few days ago, it wasn’t the post man, it was a monkey on our roof. Imagine my fright when I looked up and there was a big ol’ monkey looking at me. Between the rats, the rain and the monkeys, you shouldn’t be surprised if I become an agoraphobic.