Gone flishing

real or photoshop?

Today in math class, we had to decide the name and symbol for our particular class, because the same teacher teaches a lot of different classes. Strangely enough, the final decision for the name was Flish (see The Future is Wild), and the winner for the symbol was a picture drawn by a student who had just been doodling, thinking he had no chance to win. (There was a contest.) A lot of people thought it was the worst drawing, but just to be funny voted for it. It was a few lines that formed the shape of a fish with wings drawn by Picasso (i'll try to get a picture soon).  I didn't really care, because I wasn't a big fan of my own picture either. I drew what looked like a mockingjay pin from the Hunger Games.

A new beginning

not exactly sure where this came from, or why our cat chose this fashion style.

School Summer is out! Time to go relax and have fun in the SUN classroom. We can go Splash Sit in the Water Desks, and we can Sleep in as late as we want  Get up early to go to school. Boy, it sounds so exciting, seventh grade, the most homework, and the strictest teachers (supposedly). It's good to be back. I've been waking up at 3 every morning, and falling asleep at 7 every night because of the jetlag from India, but at least I have free time before going to school. The start off regular life is coming up, where nothing special or exciting happens for a while, just school, homework, meals and sleep, except for the holidays that come every once in a while.

You can tell how psyched I am. 

The final destination

We're back at The Claridges in Delhi, and we are ready to go home. This whole trip I've been craving sushi and nachos, but we can't find anywhere to get them. I haven't had milk in my cereal for days! (We can't drink cold milk because it might have bacteria in it  that could make us very sick.) We have to leave for the airport at 9 p.m. tomorrow and be on the plane by 12:00a.m. We were wondering where to go for dinner tonight. We knew that the restaurant in the hotel was rated number 163 out of all the restaurants in Delhi, so we looked at a map and found out that no restaurants were nearby, so I guess we'll stick to the expensive hotel food for one more night. Or maybe two, because don't leave until late tomorrow. Nice strategy, Claridges!

It was worth the trip

Well, here we are.

Sorry I missed the last few days -- I never got the time to write. But it's never too late to describe an elephant ride. It was a boring ride, like a car, except taller and open roofed. Not as exiting as they say it is. Yesterday It rained like crazy, so we only did half of what we were supposed to do. We noticed that when we got back to the hotel and told the driver we wanted to be picked up at seven for dinner, he seemed angry. The other night, me and mom watched the movie Gandhi along with 2012 which I saw on a movie channel. Gandhi was moving, 2012 was exciting, and I can't decide which I liked better.

Today, we went to the Taj Mahal, and the story of its creation would make a great romance movie. We can see it from our hotel room, and it is amazing. When people realized that pollution could ruin marble, they made sure only electric cars and bikes were allowed to be driven to there. The hotel we are staying in sells cokes for 175 rupees ($3.50), and the two hours of internet that we can get is $9.00. And they say New York is expensive!

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It's higher than it looks

Today we entered the Kumbalgarh Fort, and let me tell you, it is HUGE. On the drive there, we saw water buffalo having a great time in the floods. You would pass, and see little heads and backs of them poking up out of the water. I'm sorry to say that I got a headache, but we didn't have any regular aspirin, so I took a tylenol pm to soothe it, but now I can barely keep my eyes open, so I have to finish this post early. Bye.

Meherangharh or however you spell it

I've been having fun in India, except for the fact that there aren't a lot of other tourists, so many local people are staring at us like we're martians. Others are laughing like we're wearing clown outfits, and the rest are taking pictures of us that they'll probably email to their friends, saying: "Look! Tourists! They actually exist!" I think it's rude and it makes me feel out of place being here. I mean, back home I don't point and stare at every foreigner I see.

It's weird how some people seem intimidated by us. At the beginning of the day, me and mom drove with the tour guide up to Meherangharh Fort (that's actually how it's spelled) which we had a great view of from our hotel balcony. There's the small side, and there's the big side, this place is on the colossal side, sending a shadow over half the city.

Later, I was tortured by mom when she spent 1 hour just looking at rugs in a store. In India, it was an old tradition for a merchant to give their customers opium while doing business. Now opium is illegal, so today they offer us tea or any other beverage. My mom got a Diet Coke at the rug store, and they gave me one too, but, many of you may know how gross they are, so I gave it back. I  said I wanted a regular Coca-Cola. When they came back and gave me the soda, I was very surprised, and I thought: "I don't know what you thought I said, but I sure didn't say Diet Pepsi!" But I accepted it anyway, because I didn't want to bother them too much, and let me tell you, Diet Pepsi is just as bad as Diet Coke.

The Big Bang of my Blog

The Big Bang was the start of the universe, so it is also going to be the start of this weekly story of my life. I'm wondering how to start my blog, because I'm not a master at introductions. In fact, I've never written a document of my daily life before, of course, being in india isn't my usual daily life. It's day 9 of the trip, but this is only the first entry, and we have 10 more nights here. In the first week, a lot of zany things happened (as I expected) Like: realizing that there are more cows roaming the streets here than there are taxicabs in NY, also, there are so many traffic sings and lights, the problem is, they're all invisible. We rode camels to the sand dunes to watch an unsatisfying sunset, we got ripped off countless times at stores, and our driver got a phone call from the company he worked for, stating he had won the award for best driver of the company, while he was driving us to a hotel.
       Now, let me introduce myself, I am Owen Reese, currently 11 years old, I live in Mill Valley, California, I am a big fan of  The Walking Dead and Heroes (they're TV shows).  I LOVE comic books, and other Science fiction stories, And I like to create stories, write, and, draw. I enjoy action movies, and I am always asking my parents to let me get Minecraft (it's a VERY famous computer game that might "distract me from my homework" says Dad). I guess I should go Because the first prehistoric life is emerging. Bye! (photos aren't uploading, so we'll get some on next week)