Even the geese are loud here

On Sunday I had one of those days when I went from questioning why I moved here to thinking it was great here and being happy that I came.
It all started with my ride to a spa. I had decided to treat myself to a massage and facial (actually they were both kind of needed, my shoulders were killing me from all that yoga and the pollution is ruining my skin) and I had an appointment at 10. The ride to the spa was decidedly not beautiful, it was on the main roads and I found myself staring at the dirt and the dust and just desperately wanting it to rain and clean the place up a bit (I don't think it has rained since Sept) and generally being sick and tired of the dirt and how it is never really clean.
Then, after my spa visit I decided to take a walk through a park rather than heading straight home and my mentality was decidedly changed. No doubt the spa visit helped turn me around but it was also the randomness of this park in the middle of the craziness of the city that made me happy. The park is set back a bit behind walls and gates so you would barely notice it if no one told you about it, but once you enter it the city is behind you. Of course it isn't all calm and quiet. There is this pond in the middle which has a few geese living in it and boy were they noisy. I had to crack up because the geese were honking louder than any geese I have ever come across and I always feel like people here always talk about 2 levels louder than necessary, always taking over one another to try and be heard and it seemed like the geese have adopted this mentality too.
Anyway, this is just India, sometimes it is frustrating and dirty and you question the sanity of being here, and other times and it is wonderful and beautiful and calm and you are happy to be here. I've heard it said that India is a country of contrasts so I guess it only makes sense that my feelings about being here can so easily flip flop. Luckily my thoughts are usually positive about being here.