FIMRC guesthouse and clinic
Arriving in India was a slight mess, but not counting the bag not getting through to the Chennai airport and having to run through the Abu Dhabi and Chennai airports, the journey was not very difficult. We were picked up by a driver that without a doubt made it feel like we were in the India 500, just also through traffic, people, and of course the cows and goats. It took four hour from Coimbatore to Kodaikanal and the drive was spectacular. I rode on the back of Arun’s motorcycle which is always exciting. My first meal was Tibetan food and the second American; Arun is definitely just trying to get us acclimated before we dive right into the Indian food. He says this is the biggest group of volunteers he has ever had so it should be interesting to see how everything plays out in the next eight weeks. Everyone was pretty tired throughout the day, but we managed to get to know everyone and I feel like the group is going to be very close by the end of the time here. The day ended with going to the “hotel” room and realizing Alex and I will have to share a bed for the next couple weeks, the showers are bucket baths, and the toilets use a sprayer instead of toilet paper. Welcome to India.
Road sign for Kodaikanal
