December 31st, 2019
Dear Reader,
Today is the last day of the decade. And we think it is also our last day in the office but we aren’t 100% sure. We are finishing up presentation stuff, presenting our final presentation, and maybe going to the community to look at a soak pit? Will keep you guys updated. Happy New Year’s Eve! What are you excited about for the new decade??
We gave our final presentation and then just finished up all our deliverables. I read And The Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini which was pretty good! It was a little bit all over the place and then “connected” in the end which is a tad extra in my opinion, but the story still had some interesting themes and I really enjoyed getting to know the characters. I do think A Thousand Splendid Suns is probably my favorite novel of his but I would recommend any of them to a friend.
We then enjoyed our final drive home from Setco Foundation, where we got a call saying that we will, in fact, be coming into the office tomorrow. So see you guys tomorrow! Once we got back, me and Kyra finally showered with warm water. It makes a huge difference. Then we chilled out, napped for a couple hours until it was time to hang out with my ~cousins~ for New Year’s Eve. Except they were coming back from a temple. Seven hours away. On Indian Standard Time. Us, being the absolute chillers that we are, just chilled. Until about 11:45 when we took an Ola (~with them~) to go to the family party. And celebrated the start of the decade in a small Green Toyota that smelled like samosas and the 80s while listening to Desi Girl. Vibe check check.
All in all, it was a really good start to the decade. Wholesome (ish), fun, exciting, other adjectives that are positive.
Also, Parth had a very funny New Year’s evening so here he is:
Hello all! This is my first and last post of the trip (thanks to Niki for doing an amazing job with all of the other blog posts!). It was my great aunt’s birthday, so I went to visit her for dinner. However, my parents had given her a very specific list of items to buy, including sweets, snacks, and clothing. Initially I believed that these items had already been purchased, so when I sat down on my uncle’s scooter, I thought we were going directly home. But when there’s a language and cultural barrier, you should never be too sure of what’s happening.
I was surprised to find my uncle heading in the opposite direction into the heart of Baroda. We visited a wide variety of shops, and at each shop he handed me a bag to hold. I have been on a scooter perhaps 6 times in my life–but never with a backpack and 4 bags of groceries and clothes. Unfortunately, there isn’t a picture of this ordeal, but try to imagine an American holding all of these bags, incredibly afraid of dropping them, and trying hard to appear relaxed. I didn’t want to grip my uncle too hard, because I didn’t want him to worry, but every time there was a bump in the road, I dug my fingers–the ones that weren’t holding the bags, of course– into his shoulder.
So that’s my story. The moral is that you should never take me on a scooter and give me things too hold. I didn’t drop anything this time, but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t happen in the future. But to my aunt and uncle, if you’re reading this, it was a great experience. Thank you for showing me Baroda and taking care of me! Back to Niki!
Parth “So you know how my throat was dry yesterday? Well it’s still dry. I think I figured it out though. I have a very slight allergy to mangos”
Lol
Alright well that’s basically it. Pce
-Niki
Dancing with them was such a fun experience because they were so eager to help us (and we needed a lot of help). I’ve talked about this before, but it was super interesting to notice what kinds of actions and expressions transcend different cultures and language barriers. I made friends with this fabulous older woman because we both vibed with a particular style of dance. She was such a g. We also took a bunch of pictures! Literally so many. I felt like we were famous or something. It was kind of funny. 

Usha came to our guest house later to play some monopoly (I WON! I WON! I WILL DEFINITELY BE ANNOYING ABOUT THIS FOR AWHILE!). And we ate some good butterscotch ice cream and played more cards. I also read 



festival! And we forced Usha, one of the Setco members who is also our friend, to show us some popular Indian songs. I’ve said this before multiple times to many people, but singing along to songs in the car legitimately makes you happier. Like I can guarantee it. There must be some studies on this. 








