15 days, 2500 kilometers through Goa, Karnataka and Tamil Nadu.
Ate eveything. Danced through palaces at night. Got really dirty. Watched wild elephants mate and made friends in low places. Walked through villages and slept in rose gardens. Prayed in mosques, temples and churches. Felt so sad I was sick. Ran out of gas- twice. Camped under the stars, due to a lack of gas- twice. Closed my eyes and pretended to fly. Nearly crashed. Developed a whiskey habit. Threw poop with kids. Hiked through Bandipur National Park. Searched for tigers, ran from tigers. Spashed in waterfalls and fell in
Whether it be sitting atop of Shanti Guest House watching water bison swim through the Holy Ganga, drinking chai on the burning ghats gazing at ashes fly into nirvana, purchasing 'charas' or hash from the government shops located inside temples, memorized by nightly pujas and candles floating into this spiritual river... This entire place also known as "Benares" is high. I was struck by an energy whether it be opiate or auspicious I am still unsure. Few places are as charismatic, colorful and spiritual. It is here that Hindu's reach 'moksha' or liberation from the cycle of birth and death. It is here I watched this circle unfolding beneath my eyes revolving around the Ganga- the people bathe, drink, wash, defecate, birth and die in this river.