27 Nov. 9:30 p.m. Pushkar.
Pushkar. Think Katmandu and Rome without the mountains or crosses. On a late night stroll after settling in here, I felt this sense of being in the most spiritual, anti-establishment, musical, new-age, old-age, religious, pluralistic place in the world. More tomorrow, after a day in the sun here, visiting the town of temples.
As we drove in, the place felt like Malibu Canyon Road, or Sanderson, Texas, or a little bit of Yellowhouse Canyon, with a strange bit of "biblical" scenes -- families and cattle, sheep, camels, walking, working, carrying sticks; women in colorful dress, with headscarves. And tonight, the stars reminded me of home, growing up in Odessa, when those simpler times with cool night skies, and less city lights, made all seem calm.
I'm mindful of Mumbai, but also of the wonderful people I keep meeting here. I phoned a contact today, a friend of my colleague Andy Fort from TCU, who is hosting me in Calcutta. She was very kind and welcoming, and I look forward to being with her and her husband.
As internet access seems less consistent, I write when I can, and add photos as possible.
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We are so glad you are safe! It took a while for us to find your blog today, but we kept searching because we were worried after hearing the news yesterday. You are in our thoughts and prayers and hope you are having a great time! Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving!
~ Stephanie & Kristen Vander-Plas
<. . . in the most spiritual, anti-establishment, musical, new-age, old-age, religious, pluralistic place in the world . . .> now that's a thinking man's mouthful! (sounds like West Bengal, tho)
stay well!
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