knowing what day it is

One of my favourite things about travelling is the not knowing what day it is - and the not caring. I was pretty chuffed when the girls in the office I am volunteering in said that they aren't working the whole weekend - two whole days off. Fuckin ay. I've put together a schedule for the recording and editing - we have to be fairly professional and efficient about it because its costing us rs500 (seven quid) per hour to hire the camera - might not sound like a lot but it is in India, and we are going to need it for a fair few hours.
I'm going to go to Lhamo's house on Monday morning to film a screentest to get an idea of what shots look good, and hopefully to let her get used to being filmed a little too. I'm going to go to her kid's school as well, and hopefully interview her niece, who has been very close to her throughout the whole thing. Then we're going to review the footage on Tuesday, and film properly on Wednesday. Might get the editing done by next weekend. They told me yesterday that they are organising a public screening(!) in the middle of the town the day after I have to leave... I don't know whether to be terrified or excited. I am kinda gutted that I won't be able to be there (playing a festy on the 12th), but also kind of relieved.
Anyway, it's a good friend's birthday today and we are officially on it for the duration. I've introduced a whole bunch of Israelis to heavy day-time drinking. They seriously can't drink like we do. Feels like a weekend at home!
muchos lovos x