I’m on the downhill side now, and it seems like time is going by quickly. I’m getting better (or should I say braver) at walking across the street, I’ve grown accustomed to the food, I’m used to drinking tea instead of coffee (but I miss your coffee, Kevin!), I’m enjoying taking classes and practicing at the Institute (which is the real purpose I’m here), and almost daily in the presence of our Guruji, I’m finally getting better at figuring out the rupee/dollar exchange, I understand that even if I’m the only one in line, I’m going to have to wait …

… and I’m beginning to understand what, depending on the circumstance, the head wobble is all about (yes, no, maybe, very well, ok, we’ll see, I’m listening, etc.).

Below are the final pictures from Parvati Hill last Sunday.

On the way back down the steps:

Looks like this lady traded her husband for a goat! (see picture from earlier blog)

Today is Sunday, and the Institute is closed. Sharon and I are going on an Alandi sightseeing trip with Nana – a 45 minute auto rickshaw ride one way! But first, I will be observing the 8am Kids’ class (the only class offered on Sundays).