schoolin schmoolin

I'm enjoying life, well, what life you can have when you're stranded at a school 25km outside Bangalore (the city I'm in), live in a 12ft by 12ft mansion, and constantly having to ward off an ex-champion Indian athlete who adopted me as a best friend within minutes of meeting him and calls me his "dear"...

But seriously, the cafeteria style food is delicious, wholesome, and utterly the same from meal to meal, sometimes varying in the consistency of the curd they (literally) force me to eat.

I just read through this email, and I may have painted a bleak picture, this is absolutely the opposite from the truth. Granted, I can't communicate with people in anything more than broken english after the teachers leave, but this has its benefits, my singing voice has improved, as well as my punching form, and I no longer have to tell people I don' t like them, I just glare at them until they go away.

In truth, the school is amazing, I feel like I'm on a miniature resort under construction half the time, but when the students are there, its a little jungle of monkeys running around eager to learn, and when they leave, its super peaceful once you drone out the sounds of nonstop construction. The campus is large, and could easily hold over a thousand students, although I think they only have between 4-500, and there's a large basketball court, tennis, weight room, volleyball net, table tennis, anything you could ask for.

The students have all been very receptive to my teaching style, once I brought out the brass knuckles... haven't had a problem since that first incident. They really have taken to my teaching style, which is quite different than the other teachers, or even any teacher's Ive ever had, very expressive and genuine with a lot of random trivia to back up my drivel.

In any case, I am loving it, I wish I could have a big fat juicy steak, with a plate of fries and ketchup (red robin would be perfect), and a portable jetpack for getting across streets, but I am surviving and loving life. I'm heading to the jungle this weekend to see how many leeches I can attach before passing out, and don't worry, I've already been warned that the waterfall we're going to should not be jumped off of, so I most certainly will not.