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Have I ever mentioned how much I hate jet-lag? I slept during the daytime today - from eleven until about two - and I figured I could then go to bed at the normal time like a normal person and sleep through till morning. But no, my cicadian rhythms seem to want to bite me. I went to bed at half ten and have slept exactly four hours, which is of course the amount of time required to make up a sort-of night's sleep, and I have a feeling that I'm now going to stay awake till five, then sleep until one in the afternoon.

The most ridiculous part of this whole thing, though, has to be the way my parents and Dadi are also jet-lagged, but in the other direction, having come back from India. I prefer that kind of jet-lag - it's always easier travelling west, as you merely get up too early rather than much too late - but seeing as mine is different, I have a feeling that everyone's going to fall asleep at their own odd times in this house, and I also wouldn't be surprised if I had to fight Pedar for the computer before five o'clock in the morning.

While I'm here, I may as well update properly. The day was nice, restful, and I managed to unpack without any histrionics and/or disasters. All my stuff has made the trip, and two packages - one each to [livejournal.com profile] disc0nnect and [livejournal.com profile] language_idling - are in the American postal system as I speak. My mother was quite intrigued to see what weird stuff I'd brought back with me. Sorry to disappoint, but hardly anything. It was nice to actually talk to my mother again - we hadn't even spoken for two weeks - and hear about the wedding. She says she can't decide whether or not I should have been there - she says she wanted me to see it, but half the time she found herself saying, "I'm so glad Iona isn't here." The main reason for that was the heat. I haven't been to India at the height of summer since I was four or so, and that time was just one prolonged disaster for me, as I was constantly feeling sick and fainting in the heat. Even my mother was ill, she said, and I can see it. She looks like she needs another holiday to get over it, but I didn't point out this irony.

Anyway, the wedding was wonderful, she said. He, that is, Hemang the groom, was lovely, and Rumpa was a beautiful bride (at which point I asked, "Does he call her Rumpa?" as that's just the family name for her, her real name is Vaishali. My mother started giggling like a teeanger and said, "He calls her Savitri!" I liked it) and the family are all very nice, and Dadu and Dididbhai (my mother's aunt and uncle and Rumpa's parents) won't stop crying, and apparently Mashi threw tantrums all over the place regarding her clothes, and her make-up, and it's her wedding, and why can't it be perfect, etc, etc. My mother sounded less aggravated and more affectionate when she was telling me this, so it seems she's finally got a viable excuse for her hysteria - she's a bride!

Not that other people weren't having hysterics. Mashi's best friend, Shahana, sent an email to her boss saying she had a "family emergency" and skipped work for three days to go to the wedding. At which point I should say the wedding was in Delhi and Shahana lives and works in New York. She didn't tell Mashi she was coming, simply turned up on the doorstep and nearly gave them all heart failure. There were other people giving yet more people heart failure, too, as my mother said another guest was one of Mashi's cousins, Antara, who is one of my favourite people. She's bouncy and always giggling and such a teenager in her outlook although she must be twenty-something by now. She was the one who attempted to steal Hemang's shoes. He guessed in time and hid them somewhere, so she stole Pedar's shoes, as he happened to have the same pair! In the end, they paid her off for the girls - they made eleven thousand rupees, all told, but I declined my share. What would I do with it?

The happy couple are now honeymooning in Kerala. I wish them joy. I've never been to Kerala, myself - apparently it's famous for two things, coconuts and literacy. It has beautiful southern weather, grows most of the coconuts in the country, and is the only place in the world with a hundred percent literacy among its population.

And so, the end. Having rambled my way through that, and eaten that Butterfinger (it was nice, I approved) I will leave you to your regularly scheduled night's sleep.

on 2003-07-15 08:15 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] language-idling.livejournal.com
I used to get terrible jet-lag when I was a kid and we'd come home after the summers. I remember sitting in the living room of our appartment with all the windows open, feeling sick and headachy and crying and crying until finally my parents got exasperated and told me that the neighbours would call the police if I didn't just shut up and *try* to sleep. Perhaps I *shouldn't* try time travel...

I'm glad the wedding was nice!

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on 2003-07-15 08:17 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com
Where did you go that got you so jet-lagged?
Yes, guess who's still awake. It's now four fifteen am and it's beginning to get light. You know, I may just get dressed and go for a walk. Because that's not at all a crazy thing to do.

Don't listen to me, I'm sleep-deprived.

on 2003-07-16 03:40 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] language-idling.livejournal.com
We lived in Paris until I was 10. We used to come back to Canada for the summers to visit my grandparents.

You know, walks at dawn *are* nice. I say you should walk while you're awake enough to do it at that time.

on 2003-07-16 03:00 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] disc0nnect.livejournal.com
!!!!!!!

i am sending yours next payday (ahem. .. next wednesday? :/) .. but i have all of it together! and it is waiting nicely to be shipped off!

yaaaaay, i love getting mail!

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on 2003-07-17 02:43 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com
Ooh, yay!
Look out for it fairly soon... dunno how fast these things work, to be honest.

on 2003-07-16 03:31 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] lady_of_asheru
Welcome back!
And I need all the tips I can get on jetlag - flying to New Zealand in November!
S

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on 2003-07-17 02:45 am (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] loneraven.livejournal.com
Thanks!
And I think my main piece of advice for jet-lag is try and avoid people - that way, you don't have to go round and apologise to everyone you offended when sleep-deprived!

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