My First Few Days

Saying goodbye to my family was extremely hard. Trying not to cry in an airport by myself while trying to go through security, not fun... haha.
The bright orange and red plane smelled of curry and alcohol, with a slight hint of coffee the whole time. No wifi, tv crashed about 4 hours into the flight, I had forgotten to download my audio books before I left, and I had an extremely hard time sleeping. So, I sat there counting down the hours while listening to my music and doodling. Oh, and another exciting feature, the guy next to me was watching Indian chick flicks the whole time. That was fun. But, you can guess how happy I was to get off that plane. Except I jumped right in to the most crazy, hectic place I could've ended up. I couldn't understand a soul, everything was oddly placed, it all was so confusing. I had to check in one of my bags about 4 times, it didn't fit in anything. So exhausted and sweaty (cause there's hardly any air conditioning) I finally make it to my gate only to find out it's been switched. Oh, how I love this journey...
The next plane ride was a piece of cake. McArthur (my host mom) was there at baggage claim to pick me up, the relief I had in that moment allowed me to breathe again. I literally ran to meet them. Zara (the 2 year old) was calling me dede (older sister) Brennan, it's now been shortened to just dede. The family's been so welcoming and kind with so many questions and things to learn. My jet lagged mind was having a very hard time comprehending. Haha.
The driving here is eccentric. People don't care about what side of the road you should drive on, or to stay on either side of the middle line. No, they drive in the middle of the road. Cars are rushing towards you at ridiculous speeds. Honking is used quite liberally, to let others know you're there, or not to cross or to get out of my way, or to not pull back on the street. Cows congregate in the center of the street, its illegal to run one over, you could be killed as they are the holy creature here. If you get carsick, this is not the place for you.
We drove to Kanpur from Lucknow to go to Ved (my host fathers) business meeting. Stayed the night, then make the 5 hour trek on the insane roads back to faizabad.
The food here, as expected, is quite exotic. I actually have had a hard time eating so far. It's jut so different. The jet lag hasn't helped any.
No building is exactly clean, they almost look like what we might classify as post apocalyptic. Every other apartment seems to be decorated with brightly colored drying clothes, plants, or billboards.
Finally got the the house in Faizabad. It is huge and very interesting. So many colors and paintings. I'm getting a tour today, so hopefully I'll be able to upload some pictures soon. 
So grateful for this incredible opportunity, hoping to make this feel more like home soon.