Tag Archive: deep thoughts

More than I can tell.

After a while, you come to terms with the things you took for granted that are no longer there. For instance, the particular brand of chip dip they sell at Harris Teeter, which… Continue reading

I’m back.

The water in the toilet is cleaning-fluid blue. There are no leaves on any of the trees. The cars drive the other way, and the streets are so empty. I have seen exactly… Continue reading

Say why, do we have to say goodbye?

There’s an old Girl Scout song we sing here sometimes that goes: Say when, will we ever meet again Say when, will we ever meet again Say when, will we ever meet again… Continue reading

Sand in the Hourglass

Two mornings ago I was the only one off. I grabbed a few rickshaws, sped around Pune, and finished up my souvenir shopping and gift-buying. I saw an elephant trundling through the street.… Continue reading

The Great Skittle Taste Test, and The World We Want for Our Future

It all began when some British participants brought an enormous bag of Skittles to Sangam. They used it to make gift bags for the children visiting for Community Partner Fun Day, but even… Continue reading

My Sangam Volunteer Mid-Term Crisis, or, Jessica Wants to Stay

A few weeks ago, Sayali had us over to her house to play with her new kittens. They were only five days old. They had just opened their eyes and those eyes were… Continue reading


It is no coincidence that my last blog post was December 18th, 2011, and our last event began on December 21st. It has been a whirlwind twelve days! This event was called Discover… Continue reading

Into the Red Light District

A little over a week ago, Ellen and I went out walking in Pune. We were strolling through the wholesale district when we reached a large junction, and I asked Ellen, “Left, right,… Continue reading


I have described the train journeys, but I have not yet done justice to the city of Mumbai itself. Mumbai (formerly Bombay) is the biggest city in India, and the fourth-biggest in the… Continue reading

These are the things I want to remember from the train.

On Thursday night, Stephanie and I caught the train from Pune to Mumbai. It’s a three and a half hour journey, and we rode Second Sitting, which means being squished three to a… Continue reading