Picnic, with Cows
On Sunday we invited our landlord and his family to join us for a drive into the hills and a picnic lunch. It was an exploratory trip; we followed a winding road into a canyon and eventually found what we were looking for—a grassy spot in the shade, next to a stream. We laid down the blanket and unpacked our baskets.
It was like many picnics we have enjoyed over the years; we ate lunch and drank tea with the relaxing sound of water cascading over rocks in the background. Doesn’t food always taste better when eaten outdoors? We weren’t bothered by ants at this picnic, but a small herd of cows, along with four goats, passed by on their way to a watering hole.
Picnics here in North India have their differences, as well. Instead of sandwiches, we ate chapatis (flat bread) and dahl (lentils). Our conversation with our landlord’s family alternated between English and the local language, as we practiced expressions for what we were observing around us. Our landlord doesn’t drive, so this was a rare chance for his family to explore “off the beaten track.” We hope this is only the first of many adventures together!
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