At Two Weeks to Go

A week ago I realized I had only two weeks left until I leave McLeod Ganj and head for home. With that realization came a slow recognition of things I will probably never do again.....like....hear chanting across the early morning and evening air






-or look at this view during yoga












-or have my morning tea and oatmeal on this balcony











-or walk around a cow on the way to somewhere








-or buy fresh Tibetan bread that I think is like an English muffin, but Tom, who is from England, says is like a crumpet

-or buy vegetables or Tibetan bread or fruit wrapped in newspaper, the Tibetans way of using less plastic












-or buy momos for lunch from this vendor









-or teach in a room crammed with students, mostly Buddhist monks and nuns, sitting on cushions on the floor







-or sing "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" for Ngawang's (Lha Director) daughters who still aren't quite sure what to make of me.




-or..... the list goes on......