So, yesterday was Divali and boy am I happy it is over. The celebrations involved lots and lots of fireworks that were very heavy on the booms and very low on the sparkle, you would think that with China as our neighbor (we share a border I promise, look on a map) and since they invented fireworks that fireworks would be better here, alas no. From about 9 p.m. until midnight it was boom after boom after boom; and they weren’t organized, so it was all individuals setting them off at random times. Occasionally I would see a nice big one in the distance but mostly just loud booms with small light right outside my house. It really freaked me out. I don’t think I’m that boring of a person but kids setting off fireworks in the middle of a populated neighborhood just strikes me as unsafe. And it really was so LOUD. I almost put earplugs in to sleep. Seriously.
Anyway, it is over and I survived. But I think if I’m still here for Divali next year that I’ll take a long weekend and head off to Dubai or something to avoid the madness.
Total aside: a few people brought their kids by the office on Monday. I love it when super little kids here see me. They aren’t used to seeing white people (for lack of a better word) and they stare at me and are usually kind of scared and interested at the same time. It is very cute. After a while they warm up to me.
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