Soooo, maybe I won't do much during Golden Week after all. I spent all of today indoors, nursing what is turning out to be a really annoying cold. Woke up this morning and my throat felt awful. I've spent some time reading, both the english books I bought here, and some Harry Potter. I was determined to go out to the park today after lunch, but ended up with a terrible headache, so I took some medicine and spent the rest of the time in my room.
Came time for dinner, which looked lovely. Mama thought it was important to tell me it's not healthy to stay inside on a nice day like today, and that I should have gone for a walk or something. Whatever. I'm sick. I'mma stay inside if I feel like it. I also found out that there's a certain kind of naive racism in mama. She is genuinely interested in other cultures, but very shallowly absorbs and retells almost anything she hears. Some of it is kinda of cute, in the "aw, you don't really know any better, do you?", patronizing kind of way, but today it was a little much. We got onto the topic of marriage in Nepal with Kabita, and somehow ended up talking about how indian girls are always forced terrible marriages, try to run to the police for help, and the police rape them. I don't even know. I wouldn't say it doesn't happen, but she was talking like it happens every week.
I'm suffering from my cold, and culture shock today, and am having a hard time living here. It's a feeling that's been creeping up on me as I've been here. I'm trying to ignore it, and make the best of it, but I feel a lot of judgement coming from Mama that I don't want or need right now. I'm probably just tired. Tomorrow will be better.
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