Our first day off, but certainly far from an off day.
It’s our day off, but regardless I decide to kick my day off with some 5 Rhythms meditation. We have breakfast scheduled at 7am before our outing, so this means I am up at 6am to dance, dance, dance! The free movement feels fantastic after sitting in classes and all of the structured asana classes and is the perfect way to start my day.
After breakfast, we all pile into a couple of Jeeps and hit the clifftop roads, winding through the mountains and dodging cows. We are off to see a cave. Not just any old cave, this cave has been shelter to many meditating yogi’s over the years and is considered to hold with it some incredible energy. It is situated by the Ganges and at the foothill of some incredible ficus trees draping from the cliffs above.
After we all cramped in the cave like sardines we emerged, one by one to make our way down to the sandy bank of the Ganges. The sand is glistening with gold flakes, and butterflies are fluttering everywhere. The light is spectacular and a light mist defines the mountains in the foreground from those in the background. So what else to do? We roll out our matts and get right into a juicy asana session in the beating sun with sweat beading out of every pore on our bodies. At the end of practice, we run down and jump in the river to cool off. LIFE IS GOOD!
Back to town and I find myself a quiet cafe to get into the zone to get some work done and document my trip so far. The leads to my first bidet experience.
Anyone that knows me well enough (and sorry for those that don’t and we’re happier that way) but I have a really tough time in the WC department when I’m traveling to new places. Its quite clear this lifestyle really doesn’t support my digestive habits! Well anyways, I’m on a roll and smashing out some writing, sipping tea and totally relaxed and there it is. The urge to go. Okay, no problem. I take myself to the WC which so happens to be in the middle of the restaurant, sort myself out and to my horror realise that there is no paper, just a tap which is attached to a hose coming out the back of the seat… interesting. Through all my travels of 30 some countries, I have managed to avoid the bidet experience. Until now. Let’s just say it wasn’t a horrible experience, but not one I’m rushing back to. I’m pretty sure I’ve shot some kind of typhoid onto my backside and its still playing on my mind. Experience complete, moving on.
Vishnu arranged an Acroyoga session for us that night, so I headed up for class and had an excellent little jam session with a new friend, Mav. We bonded over being “homeless” by choice and got busy planning meditations, aerial classes, thai massage, acupuncture, sound healing and Chinese Cupping sessions. Can’t wait to catch up with this beautiful soul again!