Saturday, March 24, 2012

South Africa through the Lens of SAS





570 students. 60 programs. 6 days. Watch this amazing video to get a sense of the culture, community, wildlife, and landscape of Cape Town during the Spring 2012 voyage’s stop at the southern tip of Africa. Music by interport lecturer Sheriff Ghale.



South Africa - Through Our Lens from Semester at Sea on Vimeo.



South Africa through the Lens of the Semester at Sea students 2012.



March 14, 2012 - Chennai, India Homestay and Temple

At 4:00, the four of us left for the train station to pick up their 18 year old daughter, Mohitha. Everyday Mohitha takes a bus then a train, for an hour, to and from her university. Her university encourages people to commute instead of live in the hostels (dorms) on campus because there is not enough housing for everyone. There is little opportunity for Mohitha to hang out with friends outside of school because of the distance and travel.




Mohitha is enrolled in an Engineering College where she attends classes from 8- 5, five days a week. In her first year she has to pick a specialization in Engineering and that will be the subject of the majority of her classes for the rest of the four years. She stated that you cannot change your type of engineering if you don’t like it because when you switch to a new topic, you have to start all over again. I asked her to explain her specialization and she had trouble putting a brief version into layman’s terms because of the way teachers explained it to her. I believe that this intensive education level provided to Indian college students gives them a huge advantage in the foreign job markets.

Mohitha also remarked that she did want to study in the US like her brother because she could not be that far away from home. It is interesting to see the different sentiments of the two siblings. She does a classical Indian dance known as Bahaka which was very intensive and involved a graduation ceremony where they danced for hours on end and the entire family attended. I got to see the pictures of her wearing jewelry, make up, and in costume. They did a worship of the dance god before they started which really interested me.

That night we attended a Rotary meeting with the other students of the homestays and got a chance for all the families to get together and socialize and discuss what each of the groups was involved in. Before we had left, my homestay mom gave me a local outfit to wear including a bindi for my forehead. She told me bindis were used for beauty and decoration. We had high tea there with some food and dessert.

After the Rotary meeting, our family brought us to the Skywalk mall to go shopping. The mall was huge there was a walkway on the top floor near the cinema. They brought us to a store known as Westside which is separated into a part known as “Indian Wear” and then another with “Western Wear”. Apparently the stores prices are going up because it is getting notoriety in India.

I bought a lot of kurtas which look like tunics with bright leggings/ pants. I went to the shoe section and my feet could not fit into the biggest size that they had. The employee helped me find a pair of sandals that are wearable. I also shopped for sunglasses because mine had recently broke and four salesmen surrounded me. Apparently shop lifting is a serious problem so they had to unlock each rack. They kept handing me pair after pair. I felt very awkward to be catered to like that in addition to have each of them watch me as I tried each one on. I had thought that they were 279 Rupees which is about $5 US, then I saw him write in the amount and they were 2799 Rupees which is about $40 so I had to decline buying them. After we had finished our purchases we headed back to their house. I took a nice shower and I had passed out in my king size bed.

Just a quick note on the interesting way that Indian people communicate; they do a head bobble side to side while you’re talking to agree with what you are saying. It almost looks like they are saying no or it is just distracting to watch them. They also have some very distinct hand movements when saying yes, end phrases with “ya ya” and when they want you to follow them they repeat “come come come”.

On the third day (the 14th of March) after our sophisticated home cooked breakfast with dosa and chicken and potato stew, we met with the rest of the SAS (Semester at Sea) homestay people to visit this area of Tamil Nadu ( the state Chennai is in ) with ancient Hindu temples. I discussed the Hindu religion a lot with my family. They explained that unlike other major religions, Hindu doesn’t observe any strict guidelines about when and how to worship. My family usually does not go that often to temple and would only go when there is a social event. For example, they would go with other rotary members when invited. Even the restriction on beef is not strictly observed. While I was with them, Meena ate beef one night at dinner.

The religion has a huge pantheon of gods and in that way can accept and explain other major religions. For example, they will worship Jesus as a god because it is not a big deal to add another god to worship. There are three major gods, the creator, the preserver and the destroyer. The creator god had an elephant head for a head and there was an associate story to explain it. This was prayed to before any major projects that one endeavored to do. The god Shiva will never exist in statue form because he was cursed that nobody would be able to worship him in that way. Because the religion believes in incarnation, many people will not eat meat. The restaurants distinguish on the signs whether they offer non-vegetarian (meat) or vegetarian meals. Meena’s niece does not eat non-vegetarian (meat) on Saturdays when she used to go to temple, which was difficult for me to understand or translate the double negative.

The temples we visited were built 2,000 years ago and were carved out on one piece of stone that had been dragged from a very long distance. It had not even been finished. It had very intricate carvings inside and outside of the main building and there was only a small hallway inside with small rooms coming off of it. We visited two other ones with similar carvings. There were a lot of other tourists there and the sun was beating down on us so it was uncomfortable.




There were young girls walking around on the temples that were ten and twelve that were chatting with us. I was suspicious about why they were there without adults but as we left, I understood why. They had goods to sell to us and that’s why they were talking to us before. I had a lot of terrible stories about the street kids in these second and third world countries and I refused to buy anything from them. However, it is sad to see children that young already losing their childhood because of poor social conditions.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

March 13th – Homestay Visit in Chennai, India

Myself and three others signed up to stay with a host Indian family for two nights in Chennai referred to as a homestay. The ship docked in Kochi which is on the west coast of India and Chennai is on the opposite east coast of the India peninsula.

Just some general notes about my home stay. The family was very wealthy and has travelled across Asia, many countries in Europe and the US. They spoke English like an average American, while most of the taxi drivers and commoners had very broken English. Therefore, my stay in India was distinctively different then other visits. I learned a lot about the politics, culture, economy of India and other countries through my multiple conversations with my homestay parents. I will try to relate a lot of the information I learned so the blog post may get a bit lengthy and thick.

We left the ship Monday, March 12 at 8:30pm and travelled to Chennai on an overnight train. The train was set up with a cubby of four beds, one on top and the other on bottom. By the time I figured out where I was sleeping, the other two locals were already sleeping. I sat with a couple people in the hallways and chatted until I was tired. The beds had one blanket and a hard pillow, however I slept relatively well. The train shook a lot throughout the night but I am used to that from the ship.

In the morning of March 13th, we arrived in Chennai (after a 14 hour train trip). In the train station, I was introduced to Gireeshan, the dad of the family and another girl and I followed him to his nice white Suzuki car. In the car ride to his house, he explained that because the economy was good in India, everybody was buying cars but the roads couldn’t accommodate that many vehicles. The roads in the country were being widened to accommodate the influx of cars. In the city, the buildings are very close to the side of the roads and it is difficult to expand them. Therefore, they were building a metro or subway throughout the city. However, the construction was done on the main road and created a lot more traffic problems throughout the city.


Cassie with Menna & Gireeshan


Cassie with Mohitha


Gireeshan has two children, who both are studying engineering, just like him. His son is studying in Buffalo and his daughter is in her first year at an Engineering University in Chennai. Many of the Indian students are studying either engineering or medicine because those are the upcoming fields that make the most money. He had wanted his daughter to go into accounting interestingly enough.


We arrived at their home and his wife had to open the gate so we could drive the car onto the small driveway. Their home was unexpectedly furnished beautifully and spectacular to be in. As one walks into the house, they step into a large room with the dining room table and the kitchen and guest room coming off of it.

On the side of the front door is the living room with four pristine couches surrounded by glass walls. There was an elevator in the house to be used in the future when they get old so they can still go up and down.


The second flight of stairs brought us up to the roof
where we could overlook the houses and city and then later that night to admire the stars. Liz (my housemate from SAS) and I noticed a dummy bird hanging off a wire. Apparently, their neighbor is extremely religious in the Hindu religion where they believe in reincarnation of everything in nature. The family takes time to care for and feed animals, such as birds. Gireeshan had to install the wires on the edge of the roof because all the birds would come to his roof after their meal.

After a breakfast of muffins and corn flakes (they got us American breakfast because they weren’t sure of what we liked), we talked for two hours about multiple topics. Gireeshan, because he is in the industry sector of the economy, had a day off on Tuesday. Each sector of the economy has a different day off because currently India can’t meet the power demand. It is also common while one is in a restaurant or store to have a couple of 2 minute power outages. In addition, different areas of the states have power outages for 2 hours a day. For our family, it was 12 to 2 but they have generators to keep the fans on.

We sat at the table with Gireeshan as he explained to us about the violence and issues in Sri Lanka, the history of Singapore, the economy and imported cars from Germany in India, and Italy as the head of design. I learned more in that day of conversation than any other world history class. As an engineer in charge of a factory, he has travelled and has to stay up to date on the world economy.

When we asked him about how he felt about local and national Indian politicians he says he doesn’t really get involved in his nations politics because they are all corrupt and keep the wealth of Indian citizens so their party doesn’t matter to him. Their presidency can be impeached by the Congress at any time so they have to try and please all of the members and it makes it very difficult to get anything done. It is also well known that most of the policemen in India are corrupt. I heard of some taxi drivers that had to pay the cops off so they could park in an illegal spot. Later, my friends’ brother was explaining to me that he rather have the cops being corrupt where they are more honest about it then have the corporate corruption that is proliferated throughout corporate America.

Meena, Gireeshan’s wife, cooked us lunch while we were talking and she made us a typical Indian meal per our request. I felt very nervous about how well I would do with eating the Indian food because of its notoriety for being very spicy. However, our family was very keen on our intolerance and tried to make it milder for us. Later I was talking with their daughter, who is traveling to the US in a couple months for vacation, and she told me that she is fussy with food and all the food we have in the US is too bland for her. It’s interesting because I was faced with the opposite problem; at least she can add spices to her food. Meena made us Dosa which is like a pancake that is made with rice and coconut which we would dip into a stew with vegetables. Most of the South Indian dishes include rice in some form and the North Indian dishes typically contain wheat because of the different climates and agriculture. Meena loves cooking for her family and she tries to learn how to make different ethnic foods like Chinese, Italian and Malaysian.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Happy Birthday Sparkie!!

Wish Sparks a happy birthday!! I hope he has a good day with lots of walks and broccoli pizza!


Sparkie turns 11 on March 19!

Sunday, March 18, 2012

First Day in India - Rickshaws and Traffic

March 12th - Kochi, India (Formerly Cochin)

Our boat was late docking in India and after we all went through immigration, we ended up getting off two hours late. It was stressful for many people who had trips and flights but luckily my homestay trip did not leave until night time.

As we exited the ship, there were about fifteen men playing traditional Indian drums, and women with the traditional gold paint to put on our foreheads. We then went into Kochi in our first Rickshaw ride. The Rickshaw is three wheeled and motorized that functions as a taxi. It is thrilling because it is so open and it makes it easier to take in the surroundings.




The taxis in India function differently than one would expect. They collect commission when they bring tourists to shops. But most of these shops are designed for tourists and are very expensive. We did not understand what the cabbie was doing for awhile and we started getting annoyed because he was not bringing us where we wanted to go.

We went to a store to buy saris and they wrapped them around and then pleated it. It seems relatively simple to pick up but I am challenged at such things so I will require help. We then stopped at two more touristy hand crafted shops.

Also, we wanted fast food for lunch and the cabbie would bring us to the most expensive restaurants. It was very frustrating. The cabbie also brought us to a spice market with piles and bags of the local spices. It was a phenomenal to see.

Ev had an FDP (trip) and he was leaving to arrange travel plans for the week so I did not get a chance to see him before we left the ship. But by some chance, I saw Everett and Chelsea in a Rickshaw on the opposite side of the road. I had our driver do a U turn and go after them. We caught up with them so we shook hands goodbye because PDA (Personal Display of Affection) is illegal in India.


Cassie on Bike from Home Stay dad's house.

A word about the infamous traffic in India. There are no lanes and everyone drives where they can fit. So essentially, it is motorcycles and Rickshaws fighting for room with the buses and cars. There are a large amount of people on motorcycles (they call them bikes) because they are easier to navigate in traffic. We would see women in saris on motorcycles and there were women behind men with a kid between them. Some of the older women sat sideways on the motorcycle and had children on their lap.

They use honking as more as a warning that their car is behind you or trying to pass. They honk constantly. There is some honking rule when to do it but I could not figure it out. Although I did not see any accidents (there were some close calls), but apparently they are really common. Being in a vehicle on the Indian roads was an experience on its own.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wIpvHV3vfLU&feature=player_embedded


Check out this You Tube video to see how bad the traffic is.

Sunset from the Ship




Penguin from South Africa



Hungry elephant in S.A





Ancient Hindu Temple