Possibly the best timing for the SAT is May the 4th: Star Wars Day (May the 4th be with you!)
On the other hand, the worst day to have the SAT is your birthday. Happy belated birthday to Tanuvee, whose birthday was last Saturday!
I myself did not take the SAT (Canadian win!) and spent my morning watching Doctor Who. Hehe, suckers.
Anyways, that afternoon, Nikita (Tanuvee's sister) came and picked us up for lunch. We drove out of bazaar and on to a super nice hotel. We ate some fantastic south Indian food and a huge chocolate cake Niki had brought up from Delhi.
On the other hand, the worst day to have the SAT is your birthday. Happy belated birthday to Tanuvee, whose birthday was last Saturday!
I myself did not take the SAT (Canadian win!) and spent my morning watching Doctor Who. Hehe, suckers.
Anyways, that afternoon, Nikita (Tanuvee's sister) came and picked us up for lunch. We drove out of bazaar and on to a super nice hotel. We ate some fantastic south Indian food and a huge chocolate cake Niki had brought up from Delhi.
The party guests
Mmm, South Indian food...
Sambar, idli, yellow rice, vada, uttapam, and tomato/coconut chutney
Of course, it's not south Indian without masala dosa!
Delicious cake.
Sisterly love=macaroons on your face
Tanuvee and Annabelle had to rush out to an advisor dinner, so the rest of us proceeded back to dorms for another relatively lazy evening.
That night, however, was the most EPIC of coffee bars, which had one half-hour of performances, followed by one hour of SWIMMING! This involoved me being the first to jump in, persuading a whole bunch of people that "really, it's not that cold", and pushing one Annabelle Patton into the pool fully clothed. She said that I could, though, so it's all right.
Fun times all around. However, I managed on my last dive to stub my toes on the ledge. I had not a lot of fun walikng back to midlands... Now they kinda look wierd, but whatever.
The following day, we had the French 5 class goodbye dinner. Since we've been studying Algeria recently, the theme was algerian food. Couscous, chicken, dates, and mint tea! Aside from the consumption of delicious food, we played Anomia, sat around gossiping in bith french and english, and lavished attention on mme Elsa's cat. She didn't seem to enjoy in much.
During that week, the most exciting thing was definitely the continuation of mine, Tanya and Tanu's chem project. We're making fireworks, and the first of them were made last week. Testing only two grams yielded some pretty fabulous resutls.
Sigh... things I'll miss about India: being able to make gunpowder and fireworks without being questioned. Also, having all the necessary ingredients at your disposal.
I'm the least perfectionist of us all. This lead to a bit of... tension.
Of course, the weekend is always the time for excitement. This past weekend teh Wunkers and Mrs Fidler took Annabelle, Hope and I to Dehradun for sari shopping and general browsing around the city. I got another sari and a salwar suit for myself, as well as assorted gifts. It was a generally awesomely spent time.
They're so pretty....
Lunch! Roti, laccha parantha, cold coffee and palak channa! (Also, ketchup dispensers that look like penguins)
Palton bazaar
Retail therapy is a wonderful thing.
Sunday, church, and final school chapel at Woodstock! This service was dedicated to all the seniors and staff leaving this year, with biblical passages reflecting on the presence of God throughout our whole lives. No matter where we go, God is there.
Ok, I need to go make more fireworks!
Emily
PS 18 days as of today until I'm home. Eep!
