If anything could stump me now, it would be how quickly my life and living conditions can still change in India. I wish that I had more time to update but a man keeps coming to tell me that, “Coming, Madam, bread omelet is ready, Madam,” in his broken English.
My travel break was phenominal. Tate and I spent some time in Delhi, marveled at the Taj Mahal, and spent a few days in the Himalayas where we rented an unlicensed motorcycle to watch the sun go down tucked deep inside the mountains and white-water rafted the holy Great Ganges River.
I now live in the jungle. I’ve been told to fear for my life every time I leave the house in danger of wild elephants and tigers. I live in a beautiful Indian style house that has a huge patio that looks out into gigantic jungle mountains. I love this.
I do not have time to post today and doubt that I will have internet access often. I am well and will no doubt enjoy this last month in India.
Miss and love you all.
Hi Beautiful! Just sending you hugs and kisses from home. Lions & Tigers & Elephants (?!?) Oh My! I can’t wait for the next month to pass so you can come home. I know counting those trees is important stuff (ha, ha), we just miss you so much. I am so glad you had such a good time with Tate! Send him hugs from home as well…
Talk to you soon and be safe….
XXXOOO
Love,
Mom