Travels

I love tea fields now.  Green green green, and cut all even so they track the contours of the hill.. rounded on top, they make me think of little gnomes, heads underground while their bushy green hats plop out, a cover from prying human eyes...

I bought some giant crabs and prawns from the local fisherman (about $5/kg) and asked one of the local boys to cook the purchase for me on his makeshift grill.  Had lunch under a shade of banyan trees near some fabric vendors.

What I got was a teste (yeah, that's right, bad pun) session where the slightly effeminate guy (nothing wrong with that!) kneaded my chakras and more with this thumbs of steel.

So why? Maybe it's the fact that it's such a segmented society – girls and boys don't hang out until marriage.  And this separation causes, what else, repressed emotions, ignorance, and suppressed anxiety about the opposite gender.

I'm reading this book called "City of Joy". It's about blah blah blah some priest in Calcutta, more blah blah, and a rickshaw driver... readers have gushed about it since it's publication in the 70s – positively gushed – about how it has changed

It'll be weird to wake up and not have to plan for bus, train, or plane tickets.  Doubly weird to think that one day could imitate another day so closely.  To wake up and realize that there are no new temples to visit, no new mountains to climb, or new cities to discover... weird.