1/7 Sparkly Shawls

Bhola, Dani, Tak and I set off for Godda in the morning.  I'm a little ashamed at how excited I am to talk to other foreigners about "the experience".  We stopped to pick up Bhola's wife and little daughter.  Both Dani and Tak speak some Hindi so they break the ice with a few simple words.  In Godda, we stopped for tea but were surprised with an amazing cup of cappuccino!  They sat us down on a little bench and we watched as they frothed milk from a specially rigged pressure cooker.  It was delicious.  After checking Dani and Tak in at the district police station, we searched for an ATM.  We ended up finding one open with a very long line.  The girls shopped a little while we waited buying fantastic sparkly shawls.  This was my third trip to Godda and I feel like I saw familiar faces.  The kids on the balcony opposite the book shop.  The Ayurvedic vendor.  The old man at the sewing machine.  Bhola got us some muri mixed with peanuts from a street vendor.   Then we took a shortcut through a small walkway lined with sari shops - brilliant cloth above and below.  I bought biscuits as I had been craving them during last weeks cold spell.  We returned to another bonfire and stayed up late talking about Dani and Tak's adventures, Bollywood (of course;), ghosts, and the hope of warm weather.