Where am I?

Yesterday I was in 70 degree weather in Old Delhi,  exploring the Red Fort, shopping at Main Bazar and mastering the metro.

Today I drove for 6 hours through a blizzard and am back in Petoskey.

My body has no idea what time it is or what it is supposed to do.

I can drink the tap water.
No one is staring at me!!
I am typing this on my own computer
snow snow snow cold cold cold
I am going to go sit down at a table with my parents and eat food with a fork

I am tired and happy but so confused by the weather and familiarity of everything

Irony

13 weeks in India and I have not been called out on doing culturally insensitive things more than in these last 7 days.

-I lay down on a bed and didn't realize that I was pointing my feet toward the Laxmi shine, so I had to apologize to her.

-Suresh opened my journal and started reading it and I snatched it away from him (because his name is written in it a few hundred times) and I sat on it. but books are considered gods, so I had to bless the book.

-I turned down chai...I know!!! stupidstupidstupid, but I was in an emotional mood and I just couldn't handle being put through the wringer of no brother/not married again.

-I was called out on talking while I ate, but I think it was because everyone is annoyed with not being able to understand me (newsflash. I cannot understand you either.)

-I went to the rat temple in Bikaner (rats. everywhere. no shoes.) and freaked out, but had to be reminded that they worship these creatures.

and

-I don't think anyone noticed, but I did laundry and put my underwear outside to to dry.

Jaipur tomorrow! Face-to-face with native English speakers! gosh, I haven't experienced that in over a month...