driving, working

Driving here can only be described as organized chaos. On the road, you will find cars, buses, rickshaws, bicycle rickshaws, bikes, bikes carrying massive amounts of material, trucks, people, and cows, all moving at the sametime. To compound matters even worse, there are no lanes on many roads, and when there are, no one pays attentionto them. Driving is eat or be eaten, and as a result, cars are honking more then they're not. My first impression was that everyone wasreally angry, but in fact it is only because everyone is letting everyone else know where they are at all times. Its like bats. Suprisingly, this system works, and there seem to be few accidents with major consequences other than a dented bumper. I went to my placement for the first time today. Essentially, it is a school for children whose fathers are construction laborers. One nice women kindly took the children in, and now, years later, has a deal to provide schooling for the children while the building contractor supplies the location. Its pretty bare, and there are not a lot of supplies, but the kids are adorable. Becky, Rachel, and I begin work in ernest tomorrow, so we'll see how that goes.