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Merry Christmas world of World...

I sit back in Darjeeling after a rather amazing and surreal day. I woke up at 5:30 am as is usual here, so I am currently falling asleep all over myself. I took a nice hot shower and I boarded the backed to the brim jeep to Kalimpong.. the town of sweetness and utter refuckulously coll awsomeness.. aka where my nepali psuedofamily and friends live. I went as santa clause with a bag full of xmas presents and a xmas cake! it was maraipan and not chocolate though, which disappointed nearly everyone (including me). IN case you havn't been here, by the way, and you don't understand what a packed jeep means: it means there are 3 people in the front seat AND the driver, four in the middle seat, four in the back, and at least 4 on the sides and top! plus everyone's stuff strapped on with strings. If you'r really lucky, you get a chicken or two. AND on some rare special occasions... there's a goat.

It was so great... well until after the first hour of 2 and a half.. then it was just crammed and get me the hell out of here like. But I go there fine and immediately went into incognito mode. I went through allies and side streets to make sure i wasn't seen. Lucky for me, in the Mella Grounds... translation Fair Grounds, there was a HUGE Mella going on... its going on all month long! (If you can't translate Mella by yourself at this point I psychologically smack you upside the head and in the balls if you have them... if you don't i probably only playfull slap you cuz you don't hit girls.. well I don't cuz most of the one's I know could kick my ass) Anyway, It was HUGE.. it had tatto artists, and crazy food people, and a FERRIS WHEEL... yes kids, when I go back on friday I am taking apicture... a FERRIS WHEEL in the mella grounds... now don't have your water burst yet, its not like a disney ferris wheel. or a london, or even a coney island... no it is miniature... but still WIERD.

So i took a taxi to Barbot and hid under my jacket (which i did not need cuz it is not like hell fozen over in KPG.. just DARJ) and I walked down from mounatin hut to the house on the usual school road. It was so amazing! I get to my house and my family is like NO EFFING WAY! They all flip a nut in a very demure and no-emotion deomonstration sort of Nepali way, but my aamaa immidaitely cam eup and grabbed my arm to lead me into the house, and they were all liek they told us you were coming, so we aren't really surprised, but we didn't really belive it so we kind of are. Thanks Sarah for spreading the gossip BTW. My house is a little different as Basant Daaju bow has a bedroom and the living room is a living room, and the floor is all shiny shiny ass linoleum and the furniture is all fancy like. and my bahini has a cell phone! I was liek whatchamawhata!

So I explained Christmas and the gift and I gave tham all gifts and it was alot of fun. Then, as I had bought some chocolates for some of the other families, I went down to Sukdew's house adn saw his baauju and daaju and Iuse! who was spoiled and adorable as ever, and his house is a little different, there are THREE KITCHENS! One for Aamaa, and one for each baauju... don't ask me why, they didn't really explain so much as were exicted... the problem is that means triple the chiyaa! because you have to drink tea that each of them makes in their own damn kitchen... crazy!

Then I headed o'er to visit Andy's family and I spent a good hour talking to them, especially Navin and Subaas. It was a ton of fun, and fo rthem it was s urprise cuz they had not heard anything.. so that was wild!

I planned to go to Aarati's last on the way to the bazaar to head back to Darj, but time ran out. So I hung out with my familly and ate Yuca.. which they have a wierd name for but it is in fact just normal Yuca, adn it was DELISH. I get to the jeep stand at 4pm and they are like last jeep was a 3, but this really cool guy named Aambar brought me in for cheap and we talked in Nepali all the way here and it was alot of fun. He was the coolest guy! We talked about america, and money, and taxi driving, and learning languages, and having sex with women behind your wife or gf's back... really! and we bought gas and pissed on the road and had a little tomba, and it was crazy fun! then he headed back to KPG in the middle of the night, dude was a fucking lifesaver. and here I am, gonna have dinner in Glenary's and a beer and head to pass out.

In the end, it was a wonderful Christmas! I was blessed with the greatest gift of all.. to be the corniest man alive next to the dude in charge of hallmark greetings... love. They were really wonderful, plus I got a ton of Merry Christmas emails from everyone (Thanks aloT!) even though its not christmas yet in America.. wierd. OK, I think I'm gonna "Suvaa Raatri"f or tonight.

Over and out.