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<lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Jun 2007 13:32:34 -0400</lastBuildDate><item><title>Bhutan 3</title><dc:creator>web@nelbar.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Home</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-03-29T10:36:38-04:00</dc:date><link>http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/2ee0cf308188fda5797ac6876137218b-6.html#unique-entry-id-6</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/2ee0cf308188fda5797ac6876137218b-6.html#unique-entry-id-6</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[We're quite the celebrities here at the Royal University of Bhutan, where we've been staying for the past 10 days.&nbsp; We're hanging out, eating, and living with students.&nbsp; It has really been interesting to not only see the cultural differences here, but the differences in administration and education systems too.&nbsp; We've been interviewed by almost all media sources in the country and we've been swamped with requests for dates too!&nbsp; It has been really hilarious. We're also wearing the traditional Bhutanese dress (ghos for men and khiras for women).&nbsp; I think my lower ribs are getting smaller due to these tight belts we have to wear everyday!<br />&nbsp;<br />Check out these links:<br />&nbsp;<br /><span style="color:#0000F0;"><u><a href="http://www.kuenselonline.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=8261" rel="external">Kuensel Newspaper</a></u></span> (I was interviewed and mentioned in an article)<br /><span style="color:#0000F0;"><u><a href="http://www.jbovaird.com/photography_places_india.html" rel="external">Jacqueline Bovaird</a></u></span> (this is a friend who's on the program with us.&nbsp; she's a photo student at NYU.&nbsp; keep checking out her photos of Dharamsala and Bhutan as she posts them)<br />&nbsp;<br />Tomorrow we start to head back west again.&nbsp; Friday-Sunday we're going to backpack through a mountain pass.<br />&nbsp;<br />I've got to run and work on my research proposal (it was due this morning!).&nbsp;<br />&nbsp;<br />Love to you all, Carolyn]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Bhutan 2</title><dc:creator>web@nelbar.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Home</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-03-15T10:41:36-04:00</dc:date><link>http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/20c61b3654ec610c5238809fe88a4f74-5.html#unique-entry-id-5</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/20c61b3654ec610c5238809fe88a4f74-5.html#unique-entry-id-5</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[<br />Bhutan has been amazing so far.&nbsp; We flew into Paro and drove directly to Thimpu where we spent a few days. While there we met the Chief Justice of Bhutan, who is one of the key members in creating the constitution (which the country hopes to adopt in a few years).&nbsp; We&nbsp;also met young people who have started up the first radio, newspaper, and television&nbsp;programs in the country.&nbsp; We've been really well treated and the government has been extremely hospitable.&nbsp; In fact, because of our group's connections with the government, we have permits to enter sacred sites most Western tourists don't have access to and we also are exempt from the over $200 a day&nbsp;fee that Westerners must pay to be in the country.&nbsp; After our few days in Thimpu we drove all day one day to Punahka where we were able to enter the ancient and holy dzong.&nbsp; Inside there were gold statues reaching hundreds of feet in the air and intricate paintings outlining the&nbsp;Buddha's life story.&nbsp; After one night in Punahka, we spent 10 hours on the road to get to Bumthang where we've been staying the past few days (more specifically, Jakar).&nbsp; It is a beautiful farming community nestled in&nbsp;four valleys connected by a deep blue river that runs down from the glaciers.&nbsp; While here, we've been living in farm houses with locals outside of town.&nbsp; I've planted potatoes in the fields with my family and yesterday morning, I&nbsp;helped milk cows.&nbsp; This valley is the most breathtaking and gorgeous place!&nbsp; We've been getting to understand the local political, education, health care, and&nbsp;social systems as best we can.&nbsp; In Bhutan, when men and women marry, there is no ceremony or party.&nbsp; The man simply moves into the woman's home (It is a matrilocal society, where woman inherit the property).&nbsp; Marriage is very fluid and it is normal for partners to separate and form new relationships without any social stigma.<br />&nbsp;<br />On another note, my initial research proposal has been excepted for April and May!&nbsp; I'll be in Dharamsala and another Tibetan settlement (TBD) comparing changing&nbsp;marriage patterns.&nbsp; I've still got lots of preparation to do though!<br />&nbsp;<br />In a few days we start a two day drive, continuing east to Sherupste where we will live with local students studying at the university there.]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Carolyn Third Entry</title><dc:creator>web@nelbar.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Home</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-03-15T10:40:18-04:00</dc:date><link>http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/ec9f6d3e4e69d6357d0124d3f06caab2-4.html#unique-entry-id-4</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/ec9f6d3e4e69d6357d0124d3f06caab2-4.html#unique-entry-id-4</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[Yesterday we got up really early, my Amala made me put on a chupa (tibetan dress) and we went to Namgyal Monastery.&nbsp; We were all sent through metal detectors before being thoroughly padded down.&nbsp; No cell phones, cameras, sharp objects, lighters, cigarettes, etc were allowed inside.&nbsp; Then we all crowded around on the floor with monks, nuns, Tibetans, and western tourists.&nbsp; The monks who live at that monastery passed out blessed Tibetan butter tea (salty) and sweet rice.&nbsp; After much ceremony, a monk chanting (multiple notes at the same time), horns playing, and a procession, His Holiness the Dalai Lama emerged from the Temple.&nbsp; He sat upon a high chair and proceeded to read a text, give a commentary, and talk till around noon.&nbsp; His words were interesting, but what was most moving was to see how important his presence was to the Tibetans.&nbsp; He spoke in Tibetan but there were translations being sent out in various languages on different FM stations.&nbsp; So we all bought radios and listened to the English translation.&nbsp; Indian army officers and members of His Holiness' personal guard had big old Russian guns and kept vigilant the entire three hours.&nbsp; After the teachings ended His Holiness walked out on a red carpet, followed by the high lamas of his sect (gelupa) and the high members of parliament.&nbsp; We happened to sit down right next to the carpet, so as he proceeded out, he passed right in front of us.&nbsp; We had to remain on the ground, but he was only about a foot away from me.&nbsp; A few friends and I didn't feel like pushing forward to touch him; we felt like it was more important that the Tibetans do so (it is a very holy blessing to touch him).&nbsp; So we let a few of them in front of us and they weeped at his feet as he passed.&nbsp; It was a really amazing experience.<br /><br />On a lighter note, he's quite short and made lots of jokes during his speech! <br /><br />The next few days we have lots of tests and papers due.&nbsp; Tuesday night we are driving out of the mountains and taking a night train to Delhi.&nbsp; Thursday we'll fly to Bhutan. <br />]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Carolyn Second Entry</title><dc:creator>web@nelbar.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Home</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-02-28T15:16:10-05:00</dc:date><link>http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/d7804816e8135d49609b45e1bf36575e-2.html#unique-entry-id-2</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/d7804816e8135d49609b45e1bf36575e-2.html#unique-entry-id-2</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[Hello there-<br />&nbsp;<br />Today begins the 3-day celebration of the Tibetan new year, or Losar.&nbsp; All Tibetan families have been running around buying goods and cleaning to prepare for the biggest festival of the year.&nbsp; On Friday we rolled dough over our bodies hoping to keep away disease for the year.&nbsp; Then we placed a piece of our clothing in the dough and put it in a bowl with pieces of food, sugar, salt, and tea.&nbsp; Then Pala constructed a "bad god" out of dough and put it in the bowl as well.&nbsp; Eventually we took this bowl outside and blew it up with fireworks (ideas about fire safety, especially after drinking, are quite lax here!).&nbsp; Also that night, we had a special soup called <em>goothug.&nbsp;</em>&nbsp; It contains some tiny dumplings, some of which have special contents.&nbsp; For instance, I got a piece of wood in one dumpling (symbolizing that I will be lazy this year).&nbsp; I think my Amala gave me that dumpling on purpose!<br />&nbsp;<br />A lot of <em>chang</em> is flowing everywhere as well (an alcoholic fermented barley drink).&nbsp; In fact, we had an oral Tibetan language test&nbsp;yesterday (after a two&nbsp;hour written one) and our teachers made us drink <em>chang</em> before the test&nbsp;saying it would, "help us to speak Tibetan better."&nbsp; It didn't really work...but it was funny.<br />&nbsp;<br />Last night at home&nbsp;we constructed a pyre out of fried dough and a lama came and placed pieces of tear-shaped butter on it.&nbsp; Then we meticulously gathered bowls of dried grapes,&nbsp;figs, apricots, nuts, candies, and fruit and put them around the altar.&nbsp;&nbsp;Today my Amala woke me at 4 am to a bowl of hot <em>chang</em> (after which I went back to sleep).&nbsp; Later everyone dressed in their finest <em>chupas </em>(Tibetan garb), myself included, and we headed out to the temple at the monastery of His Holiness.&nbsp; We circled the Temple three times amongst HUGE crowds and made our offerings inside as well.&nbsp; Needless to say, a fair amount of socializing was happening there too.&nbsp;<br />&nbsp;<br />I'll try to send out some picutres in the next few days.<br />&nbsp;<br />Please keep me up to date on what is new with you all!<br />&nbsp;<br />Carolyn]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Carolyn Emails from India</title><dc:creator>web@nelbar.com</dc:creator><dc:subject>Home</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-02-07T12:48:42-05:00</dc:date><link>http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/fffa2688e583af61c303b72d97b7b574-0.html#unique-entry-id-0</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://www.nelbar.com/page17/page0/files/fffa2688e583af61c303b72d97b7b574-0.html#unique-entry-id-0</guid><content:encoded><![CDATA[Tashidelek!<br /><br />I'm here, safe, happy, and trying to soak in everything.<br /><br />After a 36 hours of plane rides and airports, we made it to Delhi very late.&nbsp; Manu-la and Puntsok-la (our directors) greeted us and put long necklaces of yellow and red marigolds.&nbsp; After a few days of orientation in New Delhi we started our 2-day bus ride up to the mountains.&nbsp; The first day was relatively flat and nice.&nbsp; The countryside is so green and beautiful.&nbsp; There are gorgeous temples everywhere.&nbsp; However, poverty is everywhere as well.&nbsp; Our second day on the road was very windy and dangerous (in addition to the normal danger of Indian driving in general).&nbsp; The mountains are incredible. While driving we saw little monkeys everywhere, cows, goats, camels, horses, dogs, yaks, and some interesting birds.&nbsp; <br /><br />Finally, we made it to Dharamsala and up the hill to upper-Dharamsala or McCleod Ganj. It is incredibly beautiful here.&nbsp; We are perched on the hills and in the distance you can see the tips of the huge, ominous, and snowy Himalayas in the distance.&nbsp; It is so diverse here:&nbsp; 'Westerners', Kashmiris, Indians, Tibetans, etc.&nbsp; Also, there are lots of monks and nuns everywhere with the most beautiful temples and monasteries.&nbsp; The roads squiggle back and forth and up and down; I keep getting confused and lost.&nbsp; The electricity and internet are very sparatic, and go off and on multiple times a day. <br /><br />Last night was my first night living with my new Tibetan family.&nbsp; We are in a small two-room apartment without running water or heat.&nbsp; They are the most wonderful people!&nbsp; My Amala (Tibetan mother) is very short and stout, but full of energy.&nbsp; She escaped from Tibet 13 years ago by walking for 23-days over the mountains without food or water to speak of.&nbsp; She says most of the people she left with died along the way.&nbsp; Once she got here, she studied very hard for three years before working as tailor.&nbsp; My Pala (Tibetan father) is an ex-monk (shh!&nbsp; It is a secret!) who escaped Tibet after being released from a jail for political prisoners.&nbsp; Once here, he met Amala and they were married.&nbsp; Therefore, he is extremely educated and is an amazing thanka painter.&nbsp; Recently, he hasn't been able to make a living painting, so he has opened a small restaurant near our apartment.&nbsp; He is the most amazing cook!&nbsp; Speaking of which, since I'm a full-fledged member of the family, I have to work every-other night in the restaurant cooking, washing dishes, serving, and cleaning! <br /><br />My Amala is VERY strict.&nbsp; She is constantly quizzing me with Tibetan words and when I get them wrong, she scolds me and joking slaps the back of my hand.&nbsp; I was reading for three hours last night and started to fall asleep around ten, and she went on and on about how lazy I was.&nbsp; So , my new nickname is 'lazy.'&nbsp; She says she'll be nice today since I don't have class, but she says on class days I should be up to 11 reading every night. I told her I had already read a lot and was already ready for class tomorrow.&nbsp; She just stared at me an then said, "You are lying to me!" and scolded me even more!&nbsp; She is hilarious! <br /><br />My Amala's 14-year-old niece is living with us too.&nbsp; She and I sleep in the livingroom together.&nbsp; She just came from Tibet a month ago and is very shy.<br /><br />Tomorrow our first formal language classes start, along with our regular thematic studies and field work seminars.&nbsp; I'll be in school from 8:30 to 5 everyday, with a short hour break for lunch.&nbsp; All of our instructors are very demanding, so I'll have to be working pretty hard here the first month (not to mention working the restaurant too!). <br /><br />Forgive me if this email is choppy and sloppy.&nbsp; I feel nervous in these internet cafes, especially with the men working here constantly reading over my shoulder.&nbsp; I miss you all and think of you often!&nbsp; Please keep me up to date with your news from the states! <br /><br />Fondly, Carolyn<br /><br />]]></content:encoded></item></channel>
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