We flew to Ranchi today. I'm sure things happened but I was too sick to notice. The All-India respiratory infection. Arrived at hotel, wrote Tom a "poor poor pitiful me" email, turned on BBC and slept for 7 hours.
Did meet at the airport an American Vedanta Sanyasi (sp? Don't really care) on her way back to Santa Barbara where she serves.
And our room fronts onto the train station. We are asking for a change. As gentle as the truck horns are, the piercing screech of the train whistle came as a surprise and with a dB level to which no one should ever be exposed! Even through the double paned heat resistant glass.
Tomorrow will bring better things, I just know it!
Did meet at the airport an American Vedanta Sanyasi (sp? Don't really care) on her way back to Santa Barbara where she serves.
And our room fronts onto the train station. We are asking for a change. As gentle as the truck horns are, the piercing screech of the train whistle came as a surprise and with a dB level to which no one should ever be exposed! Even through the double paned heat resistant glass.
Tomorrow will bring better things, I just know it!
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