Our new neighborhood

Photographs will come later, in the meantime, I'll paint you a little picture of my new neighborhood for the next few months. You turn off a the main drag of the Indian market, to a side street, go past the mosque which has singing over a loudspeaker 5 times a day, turn left down the alley by the sign that says Mhendi classes, watch your step as you come around the bend a "one by one" yellow house with an arch is in front of you. Climb up the ladder and you've reached our bungalo/flat. It's actually quite a quaint neighborhood, though many have referred to it as the "slums." Don't worry it's not. ;)
So I was getting a mattress made by the local shop on the street ($30, 4 inches of foam sewn with a cotton cover) and we come to find out that he is our neighbor that lives directly behind us. (He had clearly seen our other roommate walking around town the past month. No matter how much we try to blend in, the 3 American girls definitely stand out.) Because it was raining he offered to deliver it on his motorcycle, because it would "make us look bad" if we walked home carrying it overhead.