I guess I never had more time or money...and I still don't!!

I was thinking about this blog the other day, especially all the girls who contributed to it. And I was thinking about the music on it too. Seriously, sometimes I come to this blog to listen to Beyonce sing "Irreplaceable" because I'm too broke to buy it on I-Tunes or the CD (assuming they still sell those) and it reminds me of so many good times in the program. Should we make this our MBA theme song? Or do we already have one of those? I mean we are irreplaceable for each other...but some of those men sure aren't!! Haha...

Following are some of my memories from grad school that affect my everyday life:

Every time I ramble like Dani is known to do, I think about Davis saying that Dani has rubbed off on me. What she doesn't recognize is that I'm left-handed and that typically means that I'm creative (when I don't squelch it) and that I am naturally random and bullet points are totally foreign to me. :) Also, there is an Au Bon Pain in my building not too far from Cosi. I remember Davis exclaiming that ABP was the white trash Cosi and that she liked Cosi so much better...needless to say, I now find ABP to be disgusting and eat Cosi when I eat at a sandwich shop. Sorry Joker!

Every time I say "almost there" in ANY context, I can't help but chuckle (audibly usually) and think of Erin Whitelock and a certain painted sign in Moab, etc, etc, etc. I must say the other day when a VP asked me if I was finished and I said, 'almost there' I literally busted out laughing and he looked at me like I was crazy. He thought I was laughing at him because it seems all investment bankers are extremely egocentric and insecure all at the same time so they think everything is about them. Needless to say, I could not in any way begin to explain why I was laughing so hard about saying "almost there!" :)

Every time I walk by the French cleaners down the street from me, I think of Kristin Hawkes Daines and her Martha Stewart mother-in-law. Who knew only the French knew how to dry clean clothes? I also start laughing whenever someone or anyone starts being very decisive about what needs to happen and when. They say things like, "we don't have much time" and "I have things to do!" At these times, I think of Kristin Hawkes and her no nonsense time management skills. I sure loved being in a group with her! :)

And Dani...remember late night trips to the store, gym, our kitchens, etc, etc? Yeah, I miss those runs. There aren't any 24 hour gyms close by nor are there any affordable 24-hour grocery stores. Oh the days... So, I think about those good times too!

Every time I think about running a marathon, I think of Craniac...and decide that she should continue to keep running those marathons without me. Seriously, I just don't think my body can take it...

I also remember all the talks about boys that I had with all you ladies. It seems that men and marriage are the obsession of all women, Mormon or not. :) Regardless, I can't help but remember all the conversations and analysis, etc of the men in our lives (or not in our lives and we didn't realize it). Now when I talk with other ladies, it always brings me back...and I have to admit that I paid the $12.50 it costs to go to a movie in Manhattan just so I could see, "He's Just Not That Into You" and I loved every minute of it!!

Anyway, I think of all of you so very often and miss you all just as much!! :)

Oh, do we have a blog?

Pardon, I believe it slipped my mind...

Italia...

Today I saw the statue of David...seriously breathtaking. Other things have happened too...and I will write when I have more money and time...

Have a great day!

So much to tell you...

So, I have so much to say...but I have no time so it will have to wait. Just know that I am teaching myself Italian with the help of some very cute Italians (and by that I do not mean sexy...I mean very short, old Italian men that do not speak English). Italy is wonderful and I think I might move here to find a husband, if I ever decide to get one of those. They are very forward and leave no doubt as to when they like what they see. Last night within two minutes of each other I got asked by two different men if we could have drinks and then go to bed. It was very entertaining...

And do not let me forget to tell you about the peanut butter story. Sarah D will especially love it since she accuses me of changing my approach when I deal with men and I want to get something from them. :)

Anyhow, I loved Rome and London and now I am in Florence. I will try to come back and write more soon (like maybe even tonight, if I can). I still have to write about parts of my Brazil trip too...but do not worry. It is all in my travel journal...

Much love to all of my ladies!!

Bangalore 2nd Branch

It was that time of year again, the Bangalore 2nd branch activity. It was decided that we would go to Yellagiri, a "mountain" about 150 kilometers away. Since 150 kilometers is about 90 miles, you would think that it would take about 2 to 2.5 hours. We got to the church at 6:30am to get packed into the buses and start the drive out of Bangalore. Much to my discomfort, the bus didn't have air conditioning and 5 of us sat on a bench made for 3. 3 adults and 2 8 year old boys on our laps. The young adults sang Indian songs, the teenage girls payed excessive attention to the missionaries and the children ran up and down the aisles.
6 hours after we left, we arrived at the park. Yes, that's right. 6 hours. Either I can't do math or someone is under the delusion that 6 hours is an acceptable amount of time to go 90 miles. But, we arrived. I was covered in sweat, but I was there.
We ate lunch, which consisted of some unknown meat and 5 cups of rice...for each of us. If I had any foresight, I would have taken an eating utensil. Instead, I ate with my hands and become one with the people. There were activities and Bollywood dancing. There were families and children and stray dogs. There was even a cow living at the park, but I didn't approach it due to my last experience with such things.
We finally got back to the church at 10:30pm. For a couple hours there, I was sure that I had died and that this was my hell. But, then we made it back the church and back to my air conditioner. Even though it was a day of heat, sweat and eating rice with my hands, it was great to be with the ward members. The kids are so cute and the women are hilarious. Only 4 more weeks with them.

Fights

so in my month of travel here in Europe I have been a witness to a number of fights. There was the fight between the bus controller and the Italian man as to why the man hadn't stamped his bus ticket and whether or not he deserved a ticket. There was a fight between a woman and a Greek couple on the ferry because the woman thought the couple was taking up too much room on the bench. There was a fight between the 2 boys of the family we stayed with in Sardinia about which cartoon to watch. There was a fight between a Spanish woman and a taxi driver because she thought she was overcharged for her taxi ride. There was a screaming fight between a couple in Greece that I have no idea what it was about.

But none of these fights compare to the bull fights I witnessed last night (none of my pictures of the fight turned out, so this is one from the internet, but it's exactly like what we witnessed). After seeing it, it's not a surprise that this sport hasn't caught on like soccer across the world, however it was quite an experience. Maren and I found ourselves in a rather large stadium surrounded with men, mostly in their 60s smoking cigars and chewing on sunflower seeds. We saw a total of 6 bulls be killed. I found myself at one time almost cheering for the bull to buck the matador.....I don't think it's a fight I really want to witness again, but it was fun to be part of a Spanish tradition.

Compete with this!

I love my life. True, it'd be even better if I were independently wealthy and Erin W., Sarah, and I could just sleep out on the back deck on love sacs and grill salmon and go for Harley rides every night, but as it is, it's really great and I'll take it. There's not a whole lot going on with me--just getting ramped up with the old HP and still pulling all-nighters. Oh, the good times we've had.

But the best time so far this summer was tonight...when I was at Ann Taylor and the super nice lady who owns Classy Cuisine next door came over and brought us two sandwiches as a gift to our friend Susan who happened to not be at work this evening. Luckily for me, the sandwiches were pulled pork. Even luckier, my friend Juliet who was working with me is a vegetarian. I used to be one of those things. And then I got very lazy. Even most luckiest of all lucks for Sarah, the pulled pork fanatic, was that she was on her way to Provo as I was taking my first bite of my two sandwiches I had just been given and as I bit into the lusciousness of a pulled pork sandwich from Classy Cuisine (the nice lady who owns it is Brett's aunt, by the way), I decided to text Sarah and to tell her to come by the good old AT.

Sarah stopped by after a 3-hour bike ride. Seriously, Sarah always looks beautiful, but for the sake of the story, let's say she looked like she'd just gone on a 3-hour bike ride. She stopped in, I gave her the sandwich and her face lit up and she said, "I'm so glad you thought of me!" For those of you who have spent time with Sarah recently and have seen her eat three pulled pork sandwiches on three separate occasions and then also saw her make "pulled chicken" for BBQ chicken sandwiches, you know what my answer was. "Who else was I going to think of?"

So while we were in the store I convinced Sarah to try on some clothes. Ever the efficient one, she tried the first one on over her long-sleeve t-shirt. The next item wasn't as conducive to this method, so she stripped off her t-shirt and tried the next item (which was a silk shell) on over her sports bra, pausing to take a few bites of her sandwich as we talked. Sarah is normally the picture of sophistication and professionalism, so I loved the opportunity this gave me to envision Sarah's youth in the double wide. It was awesome. Work out pants, sports bra, silk shell, messy ponytail, sunglasses on her head...and a pulled pork sandwich.

This, my friends, is my life and I love it. Sarah, Erin W., and I have had some good times lately. We've watched a couple of really lame movies, slept out on the deck, hauled love sacs up and down stairs, gone out to dinner, barbecued, had awkward moments with ex-roommates, had anatomy lessons courtesy of the internet, gone on long walks at the base of the mountains, talked about bike rides (some of us have actually gone), ridden on Harleys, made oreo-pudding parfaits (tell me that isn't blog worthy), and learned to see Katherine Heigl in a new light...our lives are so normal. And so fabulous.

Hong Kong

I like it here. We went to a movie last night and got out after midnight, the city was still as alive as it was at 7pm. It has quite a character about it. We're staying in a room the size of a queen size bed, not bad, not bad. Only a few days left.

It's hard to compete!

While you are all in Thailand, Egypt, Ghana, India, and who knows where else, I have chosen to spend my time in the thriving metropolis called Cedar Hills, Utah... ever heard of it?

While you are helping orphans learn how to read and write, Erin and I have been planting flowers and building rock walls in my back yard to get my house ready to sell.

While you are helping develop innovative and sustainable self-help solutions to the fight against chronic hunger and poverty, I've been watching expensive horses race around a track and rubbing elbows with women wearing hats that probably cost more than women in some countries make in a year.

All of this is enough to make me realize, there's someone in South America who will never have the opportunity to come to the BYU MBA program, but I did. So I should find a way to get out of Cedar Hills and give back to those who are less fortunate.

Thanks for the updates on your lives, as it's the only way I stay in touch with reality.

Miss you all!!!

More time with kids...

(after one of the trips to the internet cafe today)

(watching the soccer tournament at school last week...with about 4 kids on my lap)

(some of the girls in their room)

Today was a holiday...but I think I'm more exhausted today than I've been since coming.

Brother Johnson met with Frank and me this morning. I gave Frank a Book of Mormon last night, marked some scriptures. When he and I met this morning, he'd already done a lot of reading. We had a great discussion. He asked good questions, and I answered the best I could. Then Brother Johnson was ready to talk. We talked for a bit, then he gave Frank a blessing, then gave me a blessing. Amazing. Frank and I left, both of us in awe and feeling really blessed and humbled. I'm not sure how to describe.

It was a holiday today, so I thought I'd capitalize on the free time to take the kids to the internet cafe. We took 8 last week, and more wanted to go. I found out today that it's been almost a year since the kids have been out of the orphanage and into town. Big thanks to Casey for sponsoring their trips. So eventhough it was a holiday, Frank came with me so I didn't have to take the kids by myself. It was exhausting as it was, so I can't imagine doing it by myself--nice of Frank to give up his day off. We took 17 kids in 2 trips. This was their first time on the computer, so it was nonstop helping kids. They absolutely loved it, but it took all day, and all my energy. I loved when we got in the first taxi, all the kids were piled in the backseat. I looked in the rearview mirror, and they all had their heads bowed and one was saying a prayer, asking a blessing on the driver, and giving thanks for their opportunity to go to the cafe. It was just really cute.

I did spend a little time at the orphanage between trips. Emanuella (my fav) is upset and won't talk to me. I finally grabbed her, gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and told her I loved her. When I let go, she ran inside. She came back out about 2 minutes later drying her eyes with her dress. Yeah, that broke my heart. The only words I got out of her today were her saying that it was her last day. :( Can I bring her home? And her brother?

I'm not going to be ready to leave on Thursday. In fact, I'm really sad just thinking about it. There's so much more I want to do.

Paradise

We've just been kickin' it in paradise this past week. Seriously, it's great. We never know what time it is, we spend all of our time on the beach, in the water, or in a restaurant. You can walk anywhere within like 10 minutes, beach can be seen in almost every direction. It is unbelievable. The water is so warm and so clear. Nanette teaches us her synchronized swimming techniques after wh ich we see how far we can throw each other by standing on each other's shoulders and shooting up into the air. Granted most people do this kind of thing with their 8-year old children, but since we're on vacation this is allowed for us as well--even if it does turn heads.

We saw 3 sharks while scuba diving! Apparently they're not dangerous, but still, slightly alarming. We also saw a harlequin shrimp, which apparently people dive for years looking for. We saw two our first day! Our guide is the only one in the shop that knows where they are. When we were on the boat the other insturctors were asking him to show them and he was laughing and telling us there are like 6 people on the island that know how to find them, and they keep it a secret...and then he showed us. I don't know why he wasn't concerned that me and Mallorie would navigate our way back and share his secret :)

Scuba Diving!!

Computer?

After school, Frank and I took 6 of the older kids into town to the internet cafe. Little did I know it would be their first time on the computer. It was a ton of fun to be there with them and see them discover the wonderful world of google. :) They were really, really cute. They got really excited about it and were sad when their time ran out. Afterward, they were going off about how they wanted to know more and how they wish they had more of an opportunity to work on computers. Frank's response was that they needed to start praying for computers at New Life. I guarantee you those kids will get computers. When they pray for something, it happens. They have SUCH amazing faith.

Mehendi!

Maybe not as hardcore as living in the jungle and maybe not as relaxing as lying on the beach in Brazil, but there's nothing like a good bridal shower to remind you of your single status. It turns out that bridal showers are the same everywhere. Lots of food, lots of talking about dating and tattooing? Ok, well maybe that last part is just in India. Good times all around though!

Not So Hardcore?

We have been so excited to go 'trekking' through the jungle of northern Thailand. Trying to explain this experience would require writing skills like my mom, which I don't have. It was one of those experiences that I wouldn't give up, and I'm glad I did it, but I'm not so sure I would do it again...it made me realize I may not be as hardcore as I would have previously claimed. What can I say? Let me just say though, that before I left UT, I went to trusty REI and bought these rockin' awesome shoes which seriously saved the day. Waterproof, sturdy, fabulous.

We were in a group of 12, 6 girls from England (fabulously funny who enjoyed making fun of our American accent--and I'm not sure, but somehow Mallorie picked up a British accent?), a guy from Canada and two guys from Singapore. They piled us in the back of a truck and we took of driving for several hours until we reached "the jungle." Then they piled us into the back of another truck, this one being a 4x4 to get us up the steep, muddy, hill. I really thought I might die at this point. All 12 of us were screaming and laughing...until the truck got stuck. We all got out, the hooked a rope up to the front and asked the 3 boys to go up and start pulling. It didn't take them long before they realized that the real muscles were with the women, so we all grabbed onto the rope, got totally muddy and pulled the truck out of its muddy demise.

We then hiked through the jungle surrounded by shades of green that you forget exist until you surround yourself in it. Although surrounding yourself with these shades of green also meant that we were surrounding our feet by blood sucking creatures we like to call...leeches. That's when my hardcore-ness started to slip. I just about lost my mind. We each armed ourselves with a leech stick and our eyes were glued to our feet because they can go from shoe to skin in seconds and the thought of that really just made me want to die. We frequently screamed and flung leeches from our own and from our hiking neighbors' shoes. For the most part we were successful, but several of the creatures slyly conquered our determined effort and got what they were looking for--blood.

Both nights we slept in hill-tribe villages where several families had established dwellings. It was so neat to see how they lived. We all bunked up in one big room with mosquito nets and thin pads. This was another part of the trip where the "girly" side of me was exposed. Sleeping in the jungle exposes one to lots of big and foreign bugs and that knowledge doesn't lend itself to the sound night of sleep I am used to. The first night it started raining around 7 o'clock so we were stuck inside from 7pm-morning. Nanette had packed a pack of cards and the 3 of us started playing some games and then we realized we involve the entire gang with a good old-fashioned game of Mafia. Nobody had heard of the game and they loved it. It was amazing. We played for hours.

The trek ended with elephant rides and white water rafting down a jungle river. It was a fabulous ending to a fabulous trip. Then back in the truck, but by this time it was like hanging out with 11 of my best friends, jungle trips will do that to a group.

Italian Highlights

Here are some of the highlights of Italy:
-being called (the Italian equivalent of): beautiful, treasure, love, dearest, muffin, VERY beautiful etc.
-gelato everyday
-mozzarella di buffula (sells for about $60 a pound in the US)
-not showering for 4 days and smelling just like the Italians
-free drinks from random Italian guys
-being interviewed about the Catholic church for an Italian news station
-trying to hold up the leaning tower of Pisa
-seeing the evil city of Pompeii
-climbing 417 stairs to the top of the Florence bell tower
-having members recognize me after 5 years in Rome
-not understanding anything Italians in Napoli say to me, because they don't actually speak Italian they speak Napolitano

The list goes on and on. It's been a good time. I will try to get pictures up sometime soon, because I love all of yours!

Cliffs, beaches and boats

Most people who know me know that I love the sun, sand and beach. Don't worry...I still do and these past four days have really hit the spot. I have seen some breathtaking scenery, sweet snorkeling, fantastic boat rides, played beach volleyball and just enjoyed the sun. And I have done this with some of my favorite people in the world - my daddy, a brother and his family, another brother, and one of my sisters and her husband.

There is a picture of me on the canal at Paraty (pod-a-chee). We were walking back from a breathtaking boatride out in the bay. We saw some amazing sites - multiple homes only accessible via water. A bed and breakfast with bungalows on an island which I think would be perfect for a get away with my lover (the one I don't have, that is). I have pictures of that too but I'll not clutter the page documenting everything that I have seen. We spent a day and a half at Paraty - did some shopping, ate some good stuff, toured one of the oldest port towns in Brazil, had an amazing boat ride in the bay, etc.

The next day we went to Trindade (trin-dodg-ee). Amazing scenery!!! I just laid on the beach and smiled after hiking around the rock formations there. We spent the entire day there...I opted to soak up the sun instead of going for a long hike up to a "waterfall". I was so happy that I made that choice because my daddy said it wasn't really a waterfall...more like a sprinkling of water coming out of the mountain.

The scenery was gorgeous...jungle on the side of cliffs that just drop off into the ocean of perfectly clear green and blue. Even the wanna be SI swimsuit models don't ruin the scenery. There are some Brazilian women here that wear really skimpy thong bikinis and I must say they probably shouldn't. Then their boyfriends take pictures of them and they pose in all of these various positions that are the poses of the Sports Illustrated swimsuit edition. It is pretty entertaining really. As my dad said today, "that boy keeps telling her she looks like a model because he knows who butters his bread." I really wish the men would quit feeding that because the cellulite is not cute...

Today we were in Angra and went on a boat ride around to lots of little islands. We went snorkeling in some beautiful coves, then we went on a short hike through a small island, then lunch on another island. All in all, we were on the boat for over six hours. When we returned from the boat ride, we played volleyball on the beach for a few hours and it was SO fun! There is a picture of all of us on the boat.

One of the funniest things today was my dad playing volleyball with us. He is 66 in July and quite the agile man. We were trying to avoid getting the volleyball wet and it got hit toward the water. My dad took off running and yelling like a banchee Indian. Right when he was about to save the ball, he fell face first into the water and totally missed the ball. It was SO funny that the other five of us playing almost fell over laughing. One of the funnier parts was that he had been trying to avoid getting wet all day long...well when you fall face first into the ocean, you pretty much get wet all over. Poor old man!!

So...I'm not saving orphans like Jess or helping women in India get businesses started like Rachael, but I sure am having fun and loving this South American sun. Maybe one day I'll travel to help people versus just enjoying the scenery and the sun. I'm off to Rio de Janeiro the city (not just the state) tomorrow and will update on Friday or Saturday.

Two kids for $10

(not these 2)

Today was an interesting day. I went to New Life today (where I volunteered last year). I taught my little class (Class/grade 2). They hadn't gone any further in their lessons than what we'd covered last week when I taught them. Apparently, their teacher hasn't been coming. I love those kids though. And I love teaching. I wish I could be with them every day and not have to go take care of the other girls in my group...but I guess it's necessary.

Sad story. At some point this afternoon, these 2 kids were brought to the orphanage. So sad. Their mom was trying to sell them both for the equivalent of $10. Her husband had died, her parents were dead, so she had no one to help her take care of hte kids. There is a 6 year old girl and a 3 year old boy. They're so darling. The little girl was being really brave, but the 3 year old boy was super scared, really quiet, and clingy to anyone who would hold his hand. I cried. Couldn't help it. It's just hard to believe that people actually do that sort of thing--sell their children...to who knows what. Someone heard her trying to sell them, said they couldn't buy the kids, but knew of New Life and asked the mom to bring them there. Good thing she did. I don' t think the mom has any intention of returning. New Life is a special place though--they're a family, and the kids take care of each other. They're taught to pray and to depend on God...and they do. Just sad. The little girl was trying her best to take care of her little brother. Ugh--breaks my heart.

After school, I went with a couple of other volunteers to take 11 kids swimming. I LOVE going swimming with them. They're just so funny. As we were in the pool, and I was having a ball with the kids, it made me really sad to realize that I have to go back to real life next week. I don't want to leave these kids. I can't even explain it.

The kids keep inviting me to come spend the night, so I think I am on Thursday. I might catch about a billion diseases, but it might be worth it. Do I really have to come home?

Thursday, I'm planning my internet field trip for the older kids. Did I tell you about that? Maybe I forgot to. The other day, I was walking by the Class 6 room, and they asked me to come in. Their teacher was out, but they were doing some self-study in their ICT book (IT, basically). They said they didn't understand. They were on page 1. It was about basic computer stuff. I asked if they knew what the internet was, and they all had blank stares on their faces. I drew a great diagram with a computer in Ghana, computer in the US, a nice globe, and did my best to explain. I asked if I could take the kids on a field trip and I got it approved, so Thursday looks like the day. I'm actually really, really excited about it.

Side note for today... I love seeing the women here with babies strapped on their backs with cloth, while carrying huge loads on their heads. Brings a whole new meaning to work/family balance. :) This one lady today had a baby strapped, and she was carrying this huge wooden slab with about 25-30 full-sized loaves of bread. Amazing. I love when taxis or tro-tros stop or pull over, and the market women swarm to the open car windows with their loads--"pure water," bread, platters of dozens of hard-boiled eggs balanced, stacked peanuts (like 8 layers--perfectly balanced), containers with popsicles, soaps, rolls, fried dough balls, oranges, all KINDS of stuff... it's really amazing.

Good day at church

My cousin Amy and me (in my African dress) with Patriarch Johnson.

Elder Nelson and me after Stake Conference today. :)

(pic of the girls in my group before church)

So I left my other memory card at home, so I dno't have the pics I want to upload, but I'll just share my stories anyway.

Saturday, we decided to go to Kakum National Park to do the canopy walk around the rainforest. When we went to catch a cab in the morning, we might have caused a street brawl. Oops. We didn't know the protocol of "first come, first serve" with taxi drivers. Two drivers were arguing about whose car we should get in, and I got bugged, so I took my group across the street to get in another car. Bad move. The driver of the car we were apparently supposed to ride in came over, and using force, kept the girls from getting in the car (I was already in). The two drivers got into it, and next thing we knew, they were throwing punches. We were escorted to another car by another driver, and watched the scene unfold. Two mins later, they were finally broken up. There was a lot of blood, and a lot of commotion. Yikes. We had a great time at the canopy walk and then went on to El Mina slave castle.

The castle is a sad experience. Hard to believe that people treated eachother so poorly. We ate there. I thought I'd be safe and order beans and fried plantain. They brought the beans and plantain out with a huge fried fish...head, eyeball, teeth, and all. I didn't eat much of any of it, but we got some good laughs.

Last night, I went down to the beach for a while, saw the sunset, and watched the waves. Pretty dang awesome. :)

Today was stake conference. Elder Nelson came to speak. There was a change in the stake presidency, so the meeting was full of testimonies. I loved it. Brother Johnson (one of the first members of the LDS church in Ghana) met with us afterward for almost 2 hours and shared his testimony/experience. Again, so awesome. Frank came with me to church today, and he wanted to say hi to the new stake pres (a friend of his) so we hung around after everyone left. He met with the mission president, then next thing we knew, Elder Nelson came up and shook our hands. He was very kind.

Friday at the orphanage was so fun. I was able to buy a bunch of medicine that they've needed, and I took it over to deliver. They were really grateful. I hung around and played with the kids. Seriously, my favorite thing to do. They're just sooo sweet.

I'm really enjoying my trip here, on many accounts. The girls in my group are awesome, and it's just been a ton of fun. I don't love being hot and sweaty all the time with constant horrible hair, but the people are just awesome. You wouldn't even believe how poor they are, but they're just so kind, happy, and Christ-like. Great examples to me.

A Camel AND an Elephant!!

Today my friends from work and I went to Mysore, a city about 130 kilometers from Bangalore. It was such a fun time! We rented a car and a driver and he took us all around the sites.

A few Hindu temples, a street market filled fruits and vegetables, flowers and jewelry and a ride on a camel and an elephant. Who could ask for more? I hope you ladies are all having a great time too. Based on the pictures, it sure looks like it :)