Everybody Wants to be Friends, but Nobody (I) Has Time

Sunday -

After breakfast, Debbie and I caught the bus from Mekala Palli, our local village, to Penukonda.
While waiting for the bus, some of the local children came and as usual, tried to pluck up the courage to say hello, shake our hands and ask for their photos to be taken.
Having your photo taken is all about the Pose
It's Often hard to capture the fun and Enjoyment they have between taking Photos
Happy to have a photo all to Himself
Waiting, we also saw one of the girls from the classes I've been helping teach in.
Once on the bus, it was a relatively easy ordeal. Arriving in Penukonda, we saw the girl from class and her family, so we said hello. It was nice to meet one of the children's family.

One of the school children and her Family
We then met up with Basha (organiser of the women's textile factory), who took us to some of the clothing stores in Penukonda and some temples and monuments around Penukonda, then to his house.
Flowers and Parsley for Sale
Penukonda under Development
New Roads
There's Always one
And if you don't know who it is, it's probably You
An Infectious Smile
At his house we met his mother in law, two children and sisters. His youngest son was charged with the energy of a thousand children and bouncing off the walls int he cutest way. When he later changed clothes to go to a wedding, his mother styled his hair and he strutted back so funnily and sleeked his hand through his hair showing how cool he was. He loved the attention he was getting haha.
One of Basha's sons and his Mother in Law
We also met some of his other family members near his house, as many Basha's family are located in nearby houses of Basha's house.
We were also invited to a wedding by a friends of Basha's. It was great and quite interesting to see the difference in my perception of a wedding, as the Muslim wedding was split by sex and was more of a banquet than traditional western perspective of wedding.
After the wedding, we thanked Basha and his family for taking us in
We missed our bus back to Mekala Palli, so we ended up catching a shared auto-rick (a rick filled with as many people as possible) back to Mekala Palli.

Cultural Studies in a small Temple
Inside the Temple
A monk of one of the temples we Visited
Beautiful Designs of Buildings

Intricate Designs of a Temple
A Small Temple
Children Outside the Temple
One of the SEDS Tailor
Basha at his home Office
Basha Proudly showing his Crafted Wares
Debbie having the honour to try it on
More of Basha's Crafted Goods
One of Basha's Sisters helping Debbie with her Sari
One of Basha's Sisters
Basha's Two Sons
Some of the food served at the Wedding
Making the chiken Kebabs
Basha and Son
Our view from the back of a shared Auto-Rick
Arriving home at SEDS, Debbie and I attempted to make a pavlova to share a taste of Australia.

The nights dinner being prepared
Pavlova Fresh from the Oven
Pavlova and Friends
Completed Pavlova Section

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