Here are some photos from around my school. After classes I went to the local mall with my friends. We wanted to get mendhi but the bazaar was closed. Instead we went to a department store. While we were there, two guys who worked there followed me around and took pictures of me with their cell phones. I thought they thought that I was someone famous. But alas I am only a white girl and that is good enough for them.
A night out on the town, Jaipur style, involves a lot of excellent 90s music, including but not limited to Backstreet Boys and very old Britney Spears songs. Everyone was very interested in our group. Maybe its because we are foreigners, or maybe its because we were singing Oops I did it again at the top of our lungs complete with dance moves. 
One of the extracurricular options in Jaipur is to take up singing, sitar or tabla. I went to a singing lesson. Afterwards the singing teacher's husband and son performed for us. As soon as they started playing the heat didn't seem as abrasive and the auto-rickshaw ride back didn't seem so daunting. I think for most of the people in my Hindi school, Indian music reminds us of our earliest imagined images of India. When I hear tabla, I see colorful saris (instead of the bleak rain-deprived landscape) and I smell cinnamon and tumeric (instead of urine). I think I am going to dance and try to learn the tabla while I'm here. That way I can bring some of the dream back with me and I can perform for all of you (I'll give family and friend discounts, of course).
Today was fancy friday, I wore my turquoise salwaar kameez. What is the occasion, you might ask. Well, we had our first exam today. Additionally this marks the end of our first full week of classes. This evening we went to see Raavan, a bollywood film, in theatres. It was very fun. The music and cinematography were great. Also whoever invented the intermission is a genius! Every movie should have one. It occurs exactly when I usually have to decide if I have to pee badly enough to leave the theatre. This way I just get to go. And you can have snacks! My personal favorite is the 2 samosa and a coke deal (diet=no dice though, blarg). The link below is my favorite song from the movie. Enjoy!
After many trials, I finally picked up my clothing from the tailor. Now I have a full, colorful, Indian wardrobe. It wasn't easy to get the tailors to give us the clothes. You see, time is an illusion and the phrase "it will be done in one week" is just sort of a manner of speech. It translates to something along the lines of "if you come back in a week and yell at us we will finish it by tomorrow. All in all the clothes turned out well, even though I'm not built anything like an Indian woman. You will have to wait for pictures of me in them until I find the occasions. 