This is a "Shiva Lingum" (a representation of the god Shiva's penis).

Some carvings:
A full-scale carving of an elephant (carved out of one rock):
This is me pushing "Krishna's Butter Ball" up the hill. I've been working out a lot on this trip. Also, please note my tres cool lime green pants.
I also want to add a few interesting Indian cultural phenomenon that we've noticed.
1) Hangin' out with whitey
That doesn't mean, however, that it's not really weird for us. This girl was so excited about having her picture taken with me that, immediately before Dan snapped the photo, she kissed me on the cheek (that's why I'm laughing so hard).

This dude ... shit if I know.

2) Man Love
Here in India, it is completely taboo for men and women to touch in public. No holding hands and definitely no PDA. And I have to admit, I'm clearly used to the American male culture of homophobia -- the empty seat between men at the movies, confusing urinal ettiquette and clearly, CLEARLY, no touching aside from a hearty handshake or perhaps a slap on the back.
Indian men....they are all over one another! Walking hand in hand, with arms draped around one another, frolicking in the sea, laying and sitting in each other's laps -- it's some serious man-on-man action.
Homosexuality, however, is illegal.
3) Spitting, urinating, and snot rockets.
It's considered very rude here to blow your nose into a handkerchief. Launching all manner of mucus out your nose onto the ground, however, is perfectly appropriate, as is any kind of hacking, spitting, and ground-shaking throat cleansing needed to loosen up your phlegm.
Public urination (for men only) is also totally appropriate. Anywhere. At any time.
Here in Varanasi, male public defecation is also totally legit.
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