My time here in Mysore is coming to an end. In some ways, nothing has worked out that way I had initially thought it would. But I've found it to be really negotiable and it hasn't interfered with my state of happiness. I totally understand why people have summer homes or winter retreats if they can afford it. Taking 2 months off from your life and the people you are always around/managing feels like a necessity. I think I'll need to do something like this for the rest of my life. 2-week vacations per year are out of the question.

Living in Mysore is like living in the Jungle. Black ants all over the kitchen (no matter how hard you try to keep them out), monkeys in the balconies waiting to steal food from the kitchen, horses and cows lazing around the city on street corners, and pigs scouring food around the bins. It's also funny to see all the yoga students talking to them as they pass by......