24 Nov 2015.

Woke up to a clean room but Pamela Settrey style, did it again. Thankful for having found a working socket in which to plug my travel, I felt much better for my morning meditation and cup of Earl Grey. Fish leap out of the lake outside my room, stalked by herons and kingfishers.

There seem to be several people calling themselves managers and coordinators but no one seems to know I booked for food today. Finally a smiley lady gives me a very unyogic White toast and thick sugary strawberry jam but a great strong real coffee that saves my life.

I am reassured by Guru Muk, one of the teachers who is thoroughly lovely. My fellow participants arrive throughout the day and are all really nice.

I walk to the beach – it.s 30 c, cloudy, hot and humid then go to the village with one of my new friends. Back to the nice restaurant beachside for lunch and have to walk back twice, finding myself 70 rupees short. They are so laid back no one minds.

4 pm – initiation with flowers and fire. We meet the other teacher Deep. I like his approach v. much as well as everyone else on the course and feel I am in the right place.

We have a friendly dinner. I come back to write my blog. A rat runs across my room. My sense of smell from Bulgaria was spot on. The manager goes to get a boy but the rat is gone. He tells me they do come in but leave straightaway and don,t hurt.
This is a place in nature and they are a part of it.

I shut up my grapes tightly in a box, hope my furry visitor doesn't,t run over my bed in the night and finish my blog.