Mcleodganj visit

As I sit in this internet cafe typing in my blog, I am reminded of the land of contrasts in India. Looking out the window, I just saw about 6-cows stroll by. Across the street, is an Indian man repairing shoes. Backpackers walk by. Dogs are sleeping everywhere. They outnumber the cows by ten to one I am guessing. The poor still beg. Monks walk by in their maroon colored robes. A contrast from the sadhus in Rishikesh who wear orange. It's quieter here. I read that 16-people were killed in Haridwar, not far from Rishikesh. They were trampled to death in a religious festival. I saw a documentary in a coffee shop about all the Tibetans who trek for 6-weeks without enough provisions over the Himalayas through Nepal and India to reach freedom from persecution from the Chinese.

I hired a taxi for a half hour beautiful drive out of town to a Tibetan Cultural Center. It was peaceful! I visited the Dalai Lama Temple and have strolled past all the tourist shops. Later today and after my yoga class, I'll get a Tibetan massage. I have enjoyed a couple of Kingfisher beers too!

I took some pants to be altered to an older Tibetan. It is hard to tell how old he is, but I am guessing in his late 70's. I love his demeanor and smile. I think he is quite taken when I disrobe in his little shop area! You should see his smile.

I have not really met anyone here, which is always a struggle. But in a way, it is good, as my 8-days of silence is coming soon.