Bang Chai and Perhaps This Guy.... Over His Head

So I “ordered” 4 beautiful rings last week in Mc Leod Ganj. I picked out 4 gem stones from 1 man, and then we went to a jewler (2nd man) who sized my fingers and created the actual ring for me. Way excellent – and unbelievable price. Probably because Maria went there first and had done the negotiating for her pieces before I arrived. So I just mentioned “my friend” and to “give good price”.

Here are some of the stones. Anyway, Melissa and I go to pick them up the other day and gem stone boy (also weed boy) said “10 minutes” because the jeweler had to polish them. So we go back with the gem stone guy to wait in his shop for the jeweler.

Weed boy below and his sketchy cash box.

He offers us some chai and we accept. We are waiting…. Waiting… Waiting… Waiting… It must have been 45 minutes. Meanwhile gem stone guy and some other man are sitting there chatting away in Hindi. And Melissa says something like, “Maybe we shouldn’t have drank this.” (Even though we’ve been accepting chai from several other shop owners all week. THIS guy…….. every time you go there, different foreigners are there buying weed or smoking with him.) Then I was like “Omg, you are right.” And starting to worry... I said “they probably put weed in here!” (quick side bar – a very common drink here in India is a “lassi” which is a yogurt based beverage…anyway in Mc Leod Ganj they have what’s called a “Bang Lassi” – that actually DO have weed in.)

But anyway…..so we’re starting to worry about what we just drank. Then I said “I bet they drugged the chai and he’s waiting for us to pass out” (Because 10 minutes had come and long gone for the rings to be polished”. THEN Melissa says she was thinking the exact same thing!

So we then discussed a plan that which ever of us passed out first, the other person would drag out of the store. Then she added should also pick up this glass shell and hit the weed boy over his head. Lol.

So…….. after more minutes pass. We ask basically “What is going on?” Then weed boy leaves to go check on the polishing………and his friend – who had been sitting there the ENTIRE time……….starts talking to us in PERFECT ENGLISH! We were like “oh fuck” because he understood everything we’d just said. The drugging, hitting his friend over the head with the shell, etc.

We actually thought it was good because maybe they were scared of us crazy *itches from America. Lol.

This was by far one of our favorite trip stories.

Not sure if I explained it clearly enough for you to follow, but I hope so.

Love, Janelle