So you think you can dance?

The past few days have been freezing! I can feel the cold in my bones. There's just no getting warm. I tried to take a shower to warm up a bit, but half way through I ran out of hot water. The rest of my shower consisted of a strange backbend move where I was trying to rinse my hair out without getting any of the cold water on the rest of my body. Not cool haha. The one space heater that we have in our flat has officially become my best friend.
Yesterday was quite eventful. I went to my position in Vidya and had my first day of teaching without another teacher in my class. Wooooow! These kids know that I don't speak Hindi and have a wonderful time taking advantage of it. I know they understand when I say "bat jao" (sit down), they just choose not to. One look at those adorable faces, though, and I can't be mad. See if it's the same case in a month or two haha. One little boy name Ashish (spelling?) is ADHD at it's prime. That boy will not stay still for anything. He's up running around, jumping of chairs, climbing by the window, and dancing. The other teacher have warned me about what a trouble maker he is. Secret: He's my favorite :) I know I'm supposed be enforcing some sort of discipline, but the kid is hilarious. I love him.
I have two little ones that have gotten into the routine of walking with me as I leave Vidya. They're so sweet. One of the teachers asked me if I was going to take them home with me.. Gladly :)
I went to the National Museum in Delhi yesterday. There was a lot of really cool things in there, but the tour took forever and a day! The little man that was giving our tour was so cute though. He looked like a little India grandpa Wally haha. He was very knowledgable about all of the artifacts and whatnot that were in the Museum, and it was obvious he was passionate about his job. Very cool.
After the museum I went with a group to Dilli Haat (a local market). It was absolutely amazing! There was live music and people dancing everywhere without abandon. It was a very alluring atmosphere. I know I'll probably be back there quite a few times before I leave. I took some picture and a video, so I'll be able to show mi familia later. My mom would absolutely love it (100 times better than War Eagle). There were yards and yards of beautiful fabric in every color and design imaginable. The art was beautiful as well, filled with golds, rich blues, and yellows. I found a picture of and elephant that I think my mom would love. (Notify my with any specif request for gifts. There's so much it'll be hard to just pick out something random.) There were shoes, bangles, carvings, and scarves everywhere you looked.
Oh, and I found some Diet Coke. I know, I'm ridiculous, but I was so excited. There's tea everywhere, but they don't have any at the flat I'm at. Having a can of Diet Coke was like a little taste of home (Thank you Rick Buttram for passing on that gene).
On the way back from the market I rode in my first rickshaw. What an experience! These drivers show an incredible amount of courage and absolutely no abandon while driving. They just drive in and out of lanes, around cars, bikes, and pedestrans. It's absolutely insane. Our driver had the tradition Indian music blasting, which really brought the whole scene together. It was a lot of fun, definitely better than a taxi. I also have a video of that :)
Today during the morning rituals I got caught "dancing" a little to the drum as the children did their exercises, which got me in quite the predicament. It was like being in grade school- I was called out infront of everyone. That then somehow turned into me and this other girl I work with named Emma teaching the school how to do the macarena! After somewhat mastering the macarena the kids were ready for another dance, so we did the hockey pockey. Incredibly embarrassing, but those kids have rhythm and loved it. All in all, it's been a good couple of eventful days. Who knows what's next!