Halfway Post

Women that I met in a village on the border of Rajasthan

It doesn’t feel like I have been here for 3 weeks. I have settled into a routine with work and the days are passing quickly. Not much has changed over the last two weeks, save for the weather. The monsoon season ended as abruptly as it began, and after a brief week or two of rain it is now over. This may change the way I structure my research and questions around the monsoon, but I still have ample time to figure that out.

One of the side entrances to the City Palace

I have been writing case studies for my internship here, and completed my first one last week. This case study illustrated the impact of a Nurse Mentoring Program initiative by telling the story of a nurse mentee who successfully managed a postpartum complication in one of her patients. Writing this case study took more time than I had originally anticipated, but I hope that I improve and become more efficient as I continue to write.

There’s a lot of turmeric in the food here so I took it to the next level and got a straight up turmeric latte at a groovy little cafe in Udaipur

Two other fellows and I traveled to Udaipur this weekend and had a wonderful trip. We spent two days in the city and got to explore the City Palace, Pichola lake, and the many phenomenal restaurants and rooftop cafes in the city. Udaipur was arguably one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. There were lakes scattered throughout the city, mountains lining the horizon, temples and ancient buildings, and quaint but colorful restaurants and cafes on every roof. The weather was lovely, the sun was shining, the wind was blowing and I could not have asked for a better weekend. At one point I ran into someone wearing a Detroit vs. Everybody shirt and exclaimed “Oh my god you’re from Detroit?!?!” They responded with confusion and were unsure of what I meant by Detroit but it was an exciting encounter nonetheless.

We realized we didn’t take any pictures together on our trip, so we snapped a quick selfie in the rickshaw on the way home

I continue to be amazed by the hospitality that I am receiving here. Everyone from my coworkers at my NGO to the frontline workers in the field to the strangers I meet in public have been wonderfully kind to me. I’ve thought a lot about giving here, like what has been given to me and what I will be giving to those I meet. I hope that the work I am doing makes a positive impact on those around me. I hope I am giving enough to others.