Dienstag, 2. April 2013

All those daily things {And a second part which guys are not supposed to read...you'll only shake you head in disbelieve}

So I guess I warned everyone? Did I? Good!

But seriously. There are just those things that...anyway.
So here comes the post I was originally most excited about but than, it somehow took me the longest to write. All those daily things...

How does a shower work, when you don't habe one!? And brushing your teeth, and washing your clothes and and and...
So where do I start? I showed a picture earlier on what it looks like where we live (Here). So if you leave our little porch you're facing this:

Our "bathroom" On the left is our water pump which can be used by anyone in the village (it works like this for pretty much all of the water pumps) and on the right is the toilet. It's quite blurry but you can see that they have a "western" toilet. Right behind is the normal "indian" one.  
That would be here. Behind the small wall. And that's also our "real" bathroom. Don't let is fool you, it's actually quite homy...a bit. Well it serves its purpose ;)   
Ok sarcasm off. It really wasn't that bad. And it's way better than bathing in your clothes!!

What else you'll need:

A towel, a bucket, a smaller one and your shower stuff! Easy peasy. 
So when we wanted to take a shower in the morning, we'd grab our bucket, fill it with water and have some private time in the Indian-toilet-bathroom. After the first, a little bit awkward one, you'd get used to it pretty quick. We also learned what we would wear while getting our water (there wasn't anywhere you could put your stuff and you'd flood the floor, but we figured it out) and every morning, all man (as it seems to us) would gather at the rice field behind the toilet and therefore watch us. Every. Single. Morning. (The toilet room had little windows (without any cover) sooo... well we don't know if they could see anything but it was rather...a unique experience. Let's put it like this.
Any as weird as it all might sound: It really wasn't. You get used to everything!

Brushing our teeth looked like this....while everyone else was just as busy at the water pump as we were
Washing meant (again): fill your bucket with water, put soap in it. Wash. Let it dry. We watched all the woman from the village, who'd put there Saris on the fields to dry. They would just lie on the earth...

Oh and we got to watch everyone taking there bath (well only man) in the afternoon break right at the water pump. A towel around the hips and that's it. We got used to that as well but it was...unique again. Figure.

And as for the second part where guys can stop reading now, I thought it might be interesting to see what I brought with me and what I actually needed.
So here is what I brought:

And that's what I needed:

More than I had expected actually. It seemed like I had worked with nothing but when I put it all together it was still quite a lot. Whatever. Most important where definitely the wet wipes and the mosquito spray. And don't ask me why but I forgot to bring sun cream. Well I didn't even forget it. I thought I wouldn't need it! Yeah....go figure. I have no idea what I was thinking....

Did I forget anything? Oh right! The western toilet wasn't able to flush, so just like with the Indian one, you would have to bring your bucket with water to flush it down. I didn't use it that often. The Indian one was somehow (and surprisingly) easier.

Uh. What topics!
And to close it a bit on a nicer note: Aren't the cups cute!?

Oh and what I was carrying around all the time:
Loved my bag ♥

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