"Thinking is not good for the head or beauty; just buy"

Uhhhrrrrnggg.

I think I have had my fill of Jaipur. 

Started today with a rickshaw ride around the old part of the city. Rickshaws can either be motorized or cycle, and they function as leetle teeny taxis. Our group hopped on a bunch of cycle rickshaws which would have been cool, but Kate's and my driver/cyclist was practically falling apart. He was old, skin and bones, and had some sort of weird ailment of the skin. You could tell how hard he had to work to get us around. When going uphill, the rickshaw men have to get off and push the bike; it looked like he was struggling, and Kate and I wondered why we really just couldn't walk this? I know letting him take us got him paid plus the tip we gave him, but still. The ride was definitely tainted. That's how a lot of things were in Delhi, but far more so here: the elephant ride, the rickshaw ride, the shopping, just being here. So many instances that I don't even want to write down. We essentially are taking a vacation when people are literally starving on the street. In order to enjoy ourselves we have to shut out the people in pain, and that's definitely not how I want to become. I am looking forward to living in a home and going to school where I'll be getting to know people rather than ignoring them or they trying to sell me things. Also, in Calcutta I will have the opportunity to volunteer and actually DO something to help people instead of feeling guilty and powerless. 

In the time being, it will be, as Kingshuk says, just another scene in the reality tv series of life.

Whatever that means.