Mmm volleyball played with kids from the village, light provided by the generator, some beer in my belly, and I was the captain of the second team. It was so good to move and shout and hit things hard and I hope I get bruises. My legs are bumpy from bites and an hour ago I just washed the grit and grime from my hair… scraped the bottom of my feet with my fingernails and watched the white of my skin show through the red of caked dirt.

I went to the library this morning and walked slowly around the room, running the tips of my fingers against the shelves and stopping here and there. Something so peaceful about a room full of books at 8 o’clock in the morning. I ended up with three books that hopefully will help me with my paper and one book for pleasure… a mammoth biography of Lenin.

We might go into Bangalore today since we’re stuck here tomorrow writing a paper. I have to say … I might go just to get some long shorts or an extra t-shirt. Wearing skirts every day is not fun… who would’ve guessed I’d feel that way?