member of the human race

i must have eaten something that did not agree with my digestive system, i had images of my stomach and intestines in war with substances they did not recognise, my kidneys screaming out 'I'm an organ get me out of here' well that's how it felt for me, but i was determined to not let it affect my day.

as usual the day began early after breakfast, we where headed towards a palace.

the white palace, which was now a museum

and inside i befriended a little girl who was a minute version of little girls, this girl was tiny, really tiny, and she could run fast in a freaky sort of way because she looked like she shouldn't be crawling never mind running, cute...
when we finished touring the museum we headed back to the mini bus to find 4 little boys standing nearby:
there story is so sad, they all work at a soap factory, there little bodies where full of burn scars from working at the factory, acid burns!!!!

and they have to work otherwise they get beats, some body asked them about school and they replied that how could they possibly afford to go to school, its really sad but its common to see children in such situations, i would say that these children may even still be better of than some other children, and although they are wearing rags, some of the children i saw didn't have a single item of clothing on them for the sheer fact that they cant afford clothes.

and even still they managed to smile at us, we really don't realise how lucky we are.

so we continued our drive and stopped to by some coconut, fresh coconut, which they chop of the top and put a straw inside so you can drink the liquid, i didn't really enjoy it that much because the coconut milk was warm, when i had finished they chop it up so that you can eat the inside, i was expecting hard coconut like the type you get here, the chocolate bounty stuff, instead i was given a slimy substance, but i was game for trying it out:

i was good and finished it all but to be honest i much prefer the hard coconut which is how it becomes when you leave it, the slimy stuff just reminded me of other stuff but i wont mention what :)

later i was given the proper stuff which brought a huge smile to my face, a lady kindly prepared it for me:

and the final result is a plate full of coconut all for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee:
we where heading towards a temple, and on the way there we stopped at a lake, where every one dipped there feet to cool down:

ketchup always grabbed the opportunity to dip her feet:

another tree:

we arrived at the kantaji temple in dinazapur, when we got there we found a welcoming committee waiting for us, and the moment we got of the mini bus they started to sing and dance:

it was so much fun, and they just kept singing and dancing for like an hour in the heat of the sun, later i stood with them and clapped, not understanding a single word, just smiling, nodding and trying to look like i knew what i was doing.

we weren't allowed to enter the temple so we walked around it taking pictures, they really where proud of it and have taken good care of it:

i spotted a camel amongst the detailed tiles, i love camels:
there where quite a few ceramic plates leaning against a wall, apparently for offerings to the temple:

before leaving there was time for one more danceon the way out, i spotted my role model, a boy who had climbed a mango tree and wa picking mangoes, he was climbing that tree as if his legs where made of branches, maaaaaaaaaaan i want to learn how to climb like that:
on the way back to the hotel i noticed jack fruit being sold, just look at how big they are:

sleep was on my mind, funnily enough through out the whole trip i would just have to put my head on the pillow and sleep would over take me, something that rarely happens in Manchester.