Where do I even BEGIN with India? I could write it a love letter to this country that would last an eternity, and beat it up at the same time. There are moments when I am on the verge of tears from the stress of traveling here; then there are moments when I feel certain I belong, and should stay here forever and ever.
After Vietnam, India opened her arms to us with the warmest embrace and we really needed it. We were able to stay at our friends apartment in Chennai, and spend what turned into almost 3 weeks at the Babuji Ashram. A typical day at the ashram went like this:
6:30 am – Meditation (Let’s be honest, I skipped some/most)
7:30 am – Breakfast
9:00 am – Meditation
10:00 am -12:30 – Reading in the air conditioned library
12:30 – Lunch
1:30 – 4:30 – Nap or Rest (Definately not burning any calories)
5:00 pm – Meditation
6:30 pm – 7:00 pm – Watch the sunset from the highest point I could find
7:30 pm – Dinner
9:30 pm – Bed
Seems pretty awesome, huh? Without getting too dramatic, or going into crazy detail, the time we spent at the ashram was amazing. It was a rest from traveling and the daily experience of searching for our next meal, and we spent time apart. It was peaceful, empowering, deep and fun. We loved it and I know I will think fondly on the time we spent there for the rest of my life.
After our 3 weeks stay at the ashram, we headed to Mumbai (Bombay). This city is insane. I have heard a lot of numbers, but I think the population is 20 million. We walked through a market that was offically the craziest and most chaotic place I have ever been in my life. I would be lying if I told you that we took Mumbai full on, but we didn’t. We chilled out. Met awesome travelers. Saw some sights. Took some train rides. And saw the ocean. It took us a couple of days to regain our stamina and now it is off to Jordan.
I can’t wait.