A General Apology

I know some of you (or I at least hope) that some of you are interested in my travels here in India. I have tried diligently to post a least once a week, but you'd be amazed at the ammount of effort that it takes. Partly it's the physical effort of riding into town for an hour and half and then dealing with uncertain power supply (it always seems to go out when you're just about to email or just about to post something...the fates!!). The other part is this...I don't quite know how to explain this. Yes, I am in India. India, the land in the East that people say with a dreamy voice that drips with exotic spices and beautiful colors. But, it's not like this is an alien planet!! People live here--thay have been for centuries. While their culture is different, which does make things frustrating and difficult, but at the same time more interesting and fun to decipher, it's not that different. I don't feel the way I used to about this place. This place is now just a place I've chosen to be for a while. Just like a couple thousand BYU students choose to spend their summer in Provo (like I did last summer). I'm still me, not any better or worse or any cooler or nerdier for choosing India this summer; and yet I feel like we give a certain prestigue for those who have traveled. I kind of hate the idea of using the experiences I have here as conversation pieces that make me the center of attention. So, as I think about posting all my cool stories about the "locals" I feel a bit of unease. I don't know if this is a sign of maturity or if it's just silly. So here it is, a general apology for those who check back regularly and find I haven't posted anything new. Sorry. I'm still alive and enjoying India, we'll hopefully have long poetic talks about it when I get home.