An Indian 21st

My birthday was great. We went to our Dad's factory for a bit, but there was no power and it was blazing hot, even for my mom, so we left soon after we arrived. We went out to lunch at “Yo!China” and had a good time. The food was very different from our Chinese food, and still had an Indian flare to it. We all came home after that and sat in our parents bedroom in the AC and played scrabble for the afternoon. Despite the boys being rambunctious and wild, it was a good time and reminded me of home. After that we cut the cake. It was very nice of them to get me a cake, it said “Lisa” on it, but looked very much like “USA” and we all laughed. We had a nice dinner and then went to get flavored sodas, the equivalent of going to get ice cream, though it only cost 5 rupees per soda, a total of about 35 american cents for the three kids. My mom drove us there, and does not know how to drive a car (only a Scooty). It was an interesting and scary experience that would otherwise not have been as nerve-wracking had we been in American traffic where there are road rules and patience. Overall, it was a great day. I am finally, finally becoming adjusted to the time change, heat and Indian life. I am starting to enjoy life here again. I realized that being cooped up in this house was a main impetus to my unhappiness at first. Now that I have started doing one errand a day and getting out there into the city, I am much happier. I still am not completely fond of being here alone, but there is a relaxing feeling to it and it is doing wonderful things for my independence and confidence.