Waking up at 5:00 a.m. after three hours of sleep was completely irrelevant when we reached the lake. Eleven of us took an hour drive to Nal Sarovar, a wetland famous during this season because of the migratory birds. A rowboat carried us across a lake as the sun rose. We saw Australian sea gulls, flamingos, and pelicans dive into the water, and when we reached the islands, we saw kingfishers, cranes and storks in the swamps.
Instead of napping, Nirav's cousins (also his neighbors) invited Joe and I to fly kites with them on the terrace across the street. While standing on the rooftop and gazing over Ahmedabad, we learned how to competitively fly kites. This Thursday is Uttarayan, the kite-flying festival, and even though it's only Sunday, the volume of kites nearly made a rainbow across the sky.