There are things that you pay a premium for in a Hindu country. Honey cured ham, apparently, is one of them. 12$ for four slices to be exact. Some things are incredibly inexpensive here - waxing for instance. 75$ in Canada. 3$ in India. (there is an abundance of hair here. It's not like they're afraid they're going to run out..) Vegetables. About 30 cents for a pound of carrots. And on the flip side? Toilet paper - 3$ (100 rupees) a roll. Expensive when you think that that would feed a family of 5 a pretty hearty meal on street food. Without pork.. obviously.
And Jesus. You don't get a lot of Jesus here. I mean - down south they have a lot of Dutch Catholic colonies, we have a large Mormon base here in Delhi, in Kerala they even have a (albeit dwindling) Jewish community. But it's not exactly out there in the way that all the Hindu dieties are, you don't see 8 foot Jesus's painted on shops like you do Ganesh.
We're not a religious family. Spriritual - I'd like to think so - but religious.. not quite. So imagine my surprise when I hop into my car on Friday morning to find our new driver has a lovely little Jesus card on the dashboard. (not that a little help in Delhi traffic wouldn't be appreciated, don't get me wrong.) The strange thing about this (obviously Indian) Jesus, is that he appeared to be standing in front of a depiction of the White House.
This place boggles my mind. What will be normal when I leave here? Here's hoping for a pork eating Jesus with an elephant trunk. It'll make it homey. God Bless America.
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