Last week Kim, Szandra and I were lucky enough to be the first international visitors to the rural village of Amadubi. It is home to people from the Santhal tribe and is the site of our rural tourism project. I wrote a LOT of text in my last post, so as promised this one is full of pictures instead. It was such a special day!
For anyone who knows the way I tell stories, you’ll know that it comes from my mother’s side of the family. I have a tendency to tell what I call tree branch stories. That is, there is a main trunk to the story line, but I will often branch off to tell side stories along the way. In reflecting on our first few days with our NGO, this is going to be one of those stories. So buckle up, it might be a bit longer – but I hope you will find it interesting.
I have the privilege of working with an awesome team of IBMers from all around the world for this corporate social responsibility program. We’ve had a lot of fun getting to know each other these past few days. As the saying goes a picture tells 1,000 words so I will keep the text brief. Drum roll please for my ten teammates from eight countries…
It’s kind of funny to totally lose a day in the air. I left Toronto on Wednesday, and got to Kolkata on Friday. It was a great trip – albeit a long one. Maybe I was just really out of it yesterday with jet lag (and maybe I’m still out of it today), but it seemed to go by surprisingly quickly.
Travel calms me immensely. Before leaving Toronto, my body was just not cooperating with me. Between the stress of wrapping up life and work, I had a migraine that refused to leave, my stomach was in knots, and my sleeping patterns were really erratic. I desperately wanted to fast forward to being at the airport. I knew as soon as I was there everything would be better! Spoiler alert: I was right.
Testing, testing 1-2-3. Am I doing this right?
When I was in Tanzania four years ago, I used to keep everyone updated by sending really long e-mails with lots of pictures. But e-mail is so yesterday. Now that I’m on my way to India, I figured I should finally get with the times and start a blog. It seems like the cool thing to do. I even got twitter! Woooow, I know!! Way to get with 2006 social media in 2014, Michelle.
I figured I should write my first post answering the question I get most often: “Why are you going to India?” Let’s start at the beginning – this is actually a story nearly five years in the making.