Monday, December 28, 2015

Christmas 2015

Our annual family Christmas photo in front of the tree.




Christmas is my favorite holiday.  No doubt.  I love the magic of this time, but for me, something was very different this year. It was as if I was watching it from the sidelines – never really quite getting fully immersed into the spirit of the season.  I can’t pinpoint what it is, but I think it has a lot to do with our trip to India.  When I returned, it was already December.  I felt the anticipation of the holiday that usually begins with the start of Thanksgiving just never occurred.  Normally, I am done with my Christmas shopping by early December, but this year, I did 95 percent of my shopping on line and very late.  I usually can't contain my excitement in my eagerness to spoil my family, but this year? I was completely indifferent.  When the gifts began arriving in the mail, I just shoved them in a corner in the house.  I didn’t even wrap them until the very last minute, and it was done as an obligation and not out of joy.  I brought the tree out because I felt obligated too.  I didn’t even partake in the decorating of it.  I just let the kids use their creative decorating skills.  I only displayed half of our Christmas decorations in the house.  The Christmas village stayed in the closet.  

I did put up the annual Christmas card wall.  Most people dont send/give out Christmas cards anymore, but I truly love receiving them.  We put them all up,. 

the tree that the kids decorated

stockings

For the last few years, it has been a tradition of ours to take the dinghy out on a cruise in the bay to see how the wealthy people lavishly decorate their houses with opulent light displays.  This year, we didn’t go.  The only thing I really did do this year was take the kids to see Santa Claus.   I just wasn’t into the spirit of Christmas, and normally, I feel a little melancholy as the season ends, but this year, I’m just very apathetic about it all. 

Regardless of my lack of excitement, it was another blessed Christmas.  It would be a slap in the face of God to not recognize his gifts.  Believe me, I do.  

Lance and I went to Buca Di Peppo Italian restaurant on Christmas Eve.  We didn’t intend it to be a tradition, but it has unintentionally become one.  It is our place to dine every Christmas/New Year’s Eve.  The kids spent Christmas Eve and morning with their dad. They arrived home around 2:30 p.m. on Christmas day so that we could start our celebrations.  We opened our gifts before we devoured an amazing dinner.  Yvette and Mike did all the cooking.  I felt guilty so Lance and I did the clean up. I did make a cauliflower dish that no one ate but me.  There was an overabundance of food, but what was truly out of control were the desserts.  My house has been filled with every sugary, fattening, delicious treat you can image---macaroons, chocolate strawberries, boxes and boxes of chocolate, busche de noel cake, pecan and pumpkin pies, brownies, cookies, ice cream.  All the weight that Lance and I lost in India will soon find its way back if we don’t watch ourselves. 


Christmas Eve at Buca Di Peppo

Dinner
so good.

The kids received an abundance of gifts from everyone.  I think Brandon no longer believes, but he just goes along with it.  Mia's wide-eyed excitement makes Christmas for me.  She is magical.   Lance and I exchanged simple, small gifts.  My favorite, of course, is our love letter.  We disappeared from all the commotion like two teenagers, and we retreated back to our rooms so we could quietly read the letters next to each other.  I save all these letters.  Every year and on every important holiday, we exchange handwritten love letters.  My boss made a donation to Wildlife SOS for my Christmas present.  Other than Lance’s letter, it was probably the best gift I received. 


Christmas with Santa

Stockings are always first. 

Santa brought Brandon many cool gifts. 


Mia made out with multiple gift cards and some cool looking softball pants from Justice. 

What is Christmas without brand new underwear? 

We played Taboo Christmas night.  It reminds me of my Dad, and I had to fight the tears. 

elephant socks, Lancome make-up kit, kettle bell, and a cake container.  I actually got several cake decorating stuff, which Lance questioned my insanity.


to commemorate our trip to India, he got a 3D puzzle of the Taj Mahal. We already have the Empire State Building. 

my sister gave him this for our boat.  Love it. 

a present came from India a few days before Christmas. I didn't open it. This pendent is made by the descendants of the people who built the Taj Mahal.  I ordered it while in India, but they custom made it for me.  It is precious stones inlaid in the marble.  This will be a family heirloom. 

Love Letters

Buddy and Bella received toys and HUGE bones.

Bella in the Christmas spirit


We spent Christmas evening playing board games with Yvette and her family.  It was simple and nice.  Buddy fell on the wood floor on Christmas day, and he was extremely whiny all day.  He scared me.  At night, it was like Lance and I were parents of a newborn baby.  Buddy would not stop crying.  Lance would lay/comfort him. The crying would stop and then Lance would return to bed only to be awaken moments later with more crying.  We both may have gotten three or four hours sleep at maximum that night.   Buddy is getting older, and I worry about him.  His legs are weak. 

With all the unwrapping of gifts, the delicious food, the celebrations with friends/family, we did take the time to remember the reason for the season.  Brandon led the family in a beautiful prayer before dinner.  We have so much to be thankful for, and I will never forget that.  I feel so very deeply connected to God.  My faith is very strong and runs deep in my veins.  Without him, I am nothing.  

We hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas. 




Thursday, December 17, 2015

India Part V: Airtel Delhi Half Marathon and Final Thoughts

I was very sad leaving WSOS, and as we drove pass the sanctuaries on our way out, my heart weighed heavy.  The distance from Agra to Delhi is only about 130 miles, but it takes about 3.5 hours to travel that distance by car.  We could have taken the train, but I thought seeing some of the country of India by car would be interesting. We drove through several small villages before we reached the Yamuna Expressway.  This expressway could have been in the Unites States.  It was very modern, and the drivers actually stay in lanes.  In India, no one stays in their lane.  Our driver told us that you need three things to drive in India – 1.) good brakes  2.) good horn  3.) good luck. 

When we reached Delhi, our first stop was to Akshardham.  This place was heavily secured.  You could not take pictures on the campus.  It is a Hindu spiritual cultural complex.  I admired the magnificence of the architecture, but other than that, we were all rather bored.  I was disappointed to learn the building was just ten years old so there was no historic significance for me.  Perhaps it was my mood (as I missed WSOS), but this visit was my least favorite, and I think my family shared the same sentiments. 



We rented a three bedroom apartment in Delhi, and after picking up my race bib, our driver took us to our apartment.  Did I mentioned Dylan and I were running the Airtel Delhi Half Marathon?  I learned that it was being held while we were in India so I altered our itinerary so that we could do it.  The air is terrible in Delhi, and I mean T-E-R-R-I-B-L-E!  The moment you step outside--it is just overwhelming but after a few minutes, you gradually are able to tolerate it.  Lance was against me running, but I’m stubborn.  I did have a gas mask (exclusively for running), but Dylan nor I ran with it.  Delhi is one of the most polluted cities in the world.

So how was this half marathon?  I give it 5 stars.  It was comparable if not better than many of the US races I have run.  The dri-fit tech shirt was perfect. It had a zippered pocked which fit my GUs.  The port-o-potties were well organized, and they separated the men and women.  The longest line had maybe 10 people in front of me.  In the US—you never see that.  This wasn’t a small race either.  There were over 33,000 people running the races of which 13,000 were running the half marathon. 

What I really loved about the race was the corral set up. First, you had to submit proof of your estimated finish time by showing a timing certificate from a previous race. Secondly, you could not cut into another faster corral.  It was actually set up like a corral where all the runners were in confined space, and they would open the gates when it was your turn to run.  This was so well done because I did not have to spend the first 2 miles weaving through walkers or slow people. I was with people who were at my speed.

Corral B. I was in Corral C.

When the race concluded, they had two separate areas to collect your medal and refreshments—one for men and one for female.  It was very fast and efficient.   The medal was decent.  They gave you your refreshment in a bag.  Also, they had these massive pots where they dished out a rice dish with hot sauce to the runners.  Throughout the course, they offered plentiful stations of miniature water bottles and electrolyte juice bottles. There were bands, cheerleaders, and spectators encouraging you.  There were stations with oranges and pain relieving spray gels.  They also had race photographers, and the pictures were very inexpensive--only 20 dollars to download all your photos. 

I wore US flag shorts and patriotic compression socks. I wanted to represent my the USA.  

Start line

post race food.  Dylan said it was good. 

The course was nothing spectacular but we did get to run by the India Gate.  Dylan and I ran together and finished in 2:17.  We had to run together because I did not want to risk losing one another.   It is just another thing on my bucket list that I can cross off.  It is not easy running internationally.  You are tired. You have jet lag, but I’m glad we did it. 

India Gate











While driving to Delhi and during the entire half marathon, I could not get my mind off Wildlife SOS.  I was contemplating going back to Agra.  I didn’t know how my family would feel, but when I finished the race and returned to the apartment, I brought up the idea. Everyone jumped up in excitement, and guess what?  We are nontraditional and spontaneous..  We changed our entire plans.  It was not easy, and we did lose some money.  (We had already paid for the apartment.)  It took some juggling and a lot of phone calls, but we did it.  I called Wildlife SOS asking if we could come back.  I will never forget Bheema’s laughter. He was laughing on the other end of the phone before he said, “Of course.”

The entire family was simply jumping with glee!  Lance said, “You know what? It feels like we are going home.”  And he was right.  I couldn’t have said it better.  Wildlife SOS is our home.

So, we all drove back to Agra.  I actually enjoyed the ride because we went through the same villages at night, and I was able to see how life was like at night in these areas. Plus, I couldn't contain my excitement to see my elephants and new friends again. When we arrived at the volunteer house, our fellow volunteers greeted us with smiles and laughs.

The following day, we were so excited to see Moona and Lance’s reunion so we made a short little film.  Moona didn’t know we were coming back.  What a delightful surprise when he saw his brother, Lance!!   Naresh came up to us later and said that in his entire time working at WSOS, no one has done this.  No one had left and immediately came back.  No one but us.

We were able to spend 1.5 more days with our elephants and our friends.  On our last day at Wildlife SOS, a storm came through, and it poured.  I loved it, and  Mia loved running in the rain.

When this trip was planned, it was to be our only time to India.  I was not going to return. There are too many places in the world that I want to see and too many things I want to do.  Before I even left to India, I started researching plans to go to Africa in 2017.  I want more than anything to go to Kruger National Park, but this experience changed us.  We want to go back to Wildlife SOS.  It was such a unique experience. 

One of my coworkers made the comment, “I would NEVER go to India,” and I noticed myself getting immediately defensive. Why?  India has my heart and Wildlife SOS is our home away from home. 

Dear Wildlife SOS, Naresh, Bheema, Moona, Madhumitha, Raju, Maya, Phoolkali, Lakhi, Asha, Suzy, Laxmi, Bijli, Chanchal, Wally, Mac, Peanut, Coconut, Bhola, Rajesh, Mia, and Sita 


We shall see you next year!


and Mohan and Suraj---We look forward to meeting you!





Tuesday, December 15, 2015

India Part IV: Wildlife SOS Elephant Center, A Magical Experience

WARNING---PICTURE OVERLOAD.  I TOOK OVER 2000 PHOTOS IN INDIA, AND 1000 OF THEM WERE AT THE ELEPHANT SANCTUARY. 

my family with my Bijli

The elephant sanctuary at Wildlife SOS was the highlight of our trip to India (for all of us).  We waited for over a year to finally meet all the elephants that we had been reading about online.  It did not disappoint.  When we arrived, we were given a tour of the facility before we met some of the elephants on their morning walk.  The first two were Maya and Phoolkali—two of the largest females in the Herd of Hope.  The size of these majestic creatures is very intimidating.  We were given bananas and peanuts to feed them, but all of us were too nervous and so we just threw the food into their mouths.  Maya does not like to use her trunk. You have to place the food in her mouth.  After the first day though, our fears subsided and a natural comfort developed and before you knew it, we were rubbing their tongues.  Yes, some enjoy a good tongue rub. 





The elephants’ routine always began with a 2-3 hour morning walk.  They get two walks a day during the winter.  It is good exercise for them.  The walks are my favorite because you get the chance to really bond with the elephants.  I love rubbing on their trunks, but my favorite was rubbing their cheeks.  Their skin is soft yet rough with prickly, coarse hairs.  


with Chanchal and Bijli


















There are 15 elephants in the herd when we arrived – 10 females and 5 males.  By the time we left, WSOS rescued two more elephants (Mia and Sita).  We weren’t sure if we would still be at WSOS when the two new elephants arrived, but on our last day, we were there to welcome them to their new home.  What an amazing experience to be there when they brought them home!!  They both looked terribly thin, fragile, and just horrible, but I know all of this will change soon.  The five male elephants were in musth so our interaction was limited.  After the morning walk, we would return to the sanctuary for our mid-morning tea.  Oh my gosh!!!! We all became addicted India tea.  I actually had our friend Bheema show us how to make it.  I could drink that every day. 

Indian tea.  We all waited anxiously for this daily treat. 

the red chair was the spot where we had our tea.  Lunch was provided as shown above.  Lance interacting and socializing with the mahouts
After tea, we would prepare the elephants’ snacks.  We spent a great deal of time chopping up pumpkins, papaya, bananas, beets, carrots, melon etc.  Susie is the oldest elephant in the sanctuary. She is 65 years old and blind.  Her fruit had to be smushed into what we called “Suzy’s smoothie” since she had no teeth.  Brandon and Mia were primarily responsible for Suzy’s snack.  The knives  were very dull which made it difficult to cut/peel the fruit.  Lance had his military knife, which he brought out and ended up giving to Bheema.  Once all the fruits were cut and distributed into tin pails, we began to feed the elephants.  Mia and Brandon liked feeding the younger elephants Peanut (6) and Coconut.  Elephants are very much like people with their individual personalities and tastes.  Peanut hated pineapple and would spit them out.  Coconut hated carrots.  Almost all the elephants at the sanctuary are elderly with the exception of the Nut Herd (Peanut, Coconut, Macadamia Nut, Walnut).  In fact, many are also blind. 



Suzy's Smoothie (apples, papaya, banana, melon)

someone is getting a pineapple snack.
Following their fruit snack, we would do various duties.  Lance oftentimes would follow his good friend Moona (a mahout) and one of the veterinarian doctors. He would feed the elephants an unlimited supply of bananas while they were getting treatment.  He was able to get to interact with the male elephants and see up close how the doctor treated their ailments.  I came along with him when the doctor was treating Raju.  Raju is special.  He is the most famous elephant in the sanctuary.  I got teary eyed standing near him—to finally be able to meet the elephant who started it all for me—It was an honor. Raju is incredibly smart.  I would feed him a half banana in his trunk. He would pretend he ate it and would return his trunk for more, but then I would see that banana---it was either hidden way deep in his trunk or behind it.  He only pretended to eat it.  I started giving him more than one at a time, and he just left his trunk in front of my hands to keep putting in more bananas. He would not retreat. I would put one in and his trunk would not retreat. Two? Three? Four? Five? Six? Yes, finally with six half bananas in his trunk he would bring them up to his mouth to eat. He is so clever and so sweet.


Chanchal getting medial treatment

Chanchal getting treatment

We were also able to bathe the elephants. What an amazing experience!  Imagine a car wash, but this is an elephant wash.  They would be sprayed with water from a hose and we would just scrub, scrub, and scrub away. Their ears are very heavy, and I accidentally was hit by it.   You cannot help but get soaking wet.  It was amazing.











I bonded with all of the elephants, but my favorite was Bijli.  I didn’t come to WSOS with a favorite, but somehow, someway, my girl Bijli captured my heart.  She would flap her ears and purr like a giant cat. The mahout said she was doing that for me and that she was happy. Did you know elephants purr?  She would stop in the middle of her walk and allow me to rub her trunk and her cheek. She just stood their basking in the love I had to give.  Bijli and I bonded, and from that moment on, I didn’t want to leave her side.  I wanted to be with her every moment.  When we did leave, I felt incredibly sad and heartbroken.  I simply just cried.

my girl...my Bijli

Mia loved Peanut probably because she is still a baby, and Brandon liked Coconut.  Lance favored a male named Bhola because he spent a great deal of time giving him treats while the doctor provided veterinarian care.  He said that Bhola would recognize him as he walked by his enclosure and would follow him expecting more bananas.  All of the elephants had such personality.

Mia is getting played with....

I know the concerns from western veterinarian science would be that it is not safe to allow people so close to these animals….these wild animals, but I never felt unsafe.  I always followed and listened to the mahouts instructions.  I cannot really do the program justice with my words because honestly, there are no words to describe this experience.  I guess for me, it would be “magical”.  I would say the five days spent at WSOS elephant sanctuary were just magical.

The elephant sanctuary also had many dogs, and Mia just loved playing with them.  They were so loving and affectionate.  At times, Mia paid more attention to the dogs than she did the elephants.

Playing in a hole and painting while at the center. 



I didn’t want to leave, and I felt horribly sad. 

Prior to our visit, we were just monthly donors, but when we left at the conclusion of our volunteer week, we became personally and emotionally attached to WSOS.  I knew we would get attached to the animals, but what I did not expect was the bond we established with WSOS staff.  No word can express my gratitude to all of the staff.  They answered all of our questions.  They explained the history of each of the elephants and taught us many things.  We also felt completely safe and taken care of under their guidance.  They were also incredibly attentive to our kids. They were so, so very good to us.   They are so hardworking, kind, humble, good people.   Bheema was the volunteer coordinator, and he absolutely adored Mia.  He gave Dylan a ride on his motorcycle.  Naresh, the elephant manager, was absolutely amazing.  I loved his kindness.  They were both so easy to talk to, and I loved how genuine they are.   I felt so at ease and natural – no false or complicated pretenses.

Naresh

with one of the veterinarians, Traci (fellow volunteer), Moona, and Naresh




Bheema adored Mia and treated her like a princess. 

Lance bonded with a mahout named Moona.  Moona spoke limited English but somehow, the friendship between him and Lance needed no words.  Moona took such good care of Lance, and Lance spent hours with him – assisting him and doctors in the medical treatment of the elephants.  What I thought was so incredibly sweet was-----I turned around to look at Lance and Moona and the next thing I knew, Lance took off his watch (the one I gave him for his birthday a few years ago) and gave it to Moona.  Moona looked completely shocked as if he was about to cry---it was the most sweetest thing I had ever seen my husband do.  Now, please do not go thinking that Moona was asking for things from Lance.  He was not.  These people are incredibly humble and good, good, good people.  In fact, Moona came up to Lance later and told him that he didn’t want him to feel bad and that he would give the watch back, but Lance insisted he wanted Moona to keep it. 

When it was time to say goodbye, I knew it would be hard for Lance and Moona.  Moona just stood there looking at our car drive away.  It was just like a sad, a very sad movie.  I knew it was hard for Lance too.  I could see it on his face.  He tries to hide his emotions, but a subtle change in his facial expression tells me everything.  These two men became brothers in a few days.

Lance and Moona

We ate vegetarian the entire time we were there.  It was so delicious, but it was also a bit spicy so I struggled trying to find things Brandon and Mia could eat.  I guess they survived on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and ramen noodles for a week.  When you are in the volunteer program, the vegetarian meals are provided.  However, on our very last day, Moona decided to cook us a chicken. I’m not sure which village he got the chicken from, but he wanted to do something special for Lance.  I could see on his face how much he loved Lance and vice versa. 

I gave Naresh a hug goodbye and tears fell from my eyes too.

I also enjoyed our fellow volunteers—Tracie and Sam (from Australia) and Kat (from Slovenia) and Alfred/Tony (Sweden).  We lived in a six bedroom house.  It was community living. I never experienced this type of community living because as a college student I went to a commuter college.  Our group was absolutely wonderful.  They spent the evenings having beer and just talking/laughing.  Lance stayed up with them to socialize a few times while I was fast asleep. 

the volunteer house

interior of the house with our bunk bed rooms

selfie time

the volunteers with Naresh

We spent Thanksgiving in India so my children did not have the traditional feast with Turkey, gravy, mash potatoes and all the fixings.  What I found touching was our fellow volunteers, Bheema and Naresh joined us to celebrate this American holiday with Domino’s pizza.  The pizza did not quite taste like American pizza, but it sufficed.  We went around the table as it is a tradition in our household and expressed our gratitude for various things.  It was very simple yet incredibly beautiful.

Thanskgiving time with new friends

We feel personally connected to WSOS.  I know I could never recreate this moment, because if we were to return to India, it would be with different volunteers, but the experience is something we shall NEVER forget.  We made both elephant and human friends.  It was very sad, because farewells were imminent, but I feel grateful I was able to live it.

The days at Wildlife SOS Elephant Center were magical. 






Next Stop:  Airtel Delhi Half Marathon