Wow I'm tired.

So let's recap a little.

Thirteen hour flight from Newark to Dehli, India. Highlights: Meeting Talia, watching the stewardess confiscate some illegal drinks from the two men in front of me, watching Wedding Crashers for the first time, accidentally eating a hot pepper.

We landed in India and apparently, efficiency is not really part of the vocabulary there. Talia and I spent five hours in a holding cell, waiting to get boarding passes so we could enter the airport proper. (Okay, it wasn't really a holding cell it was more like an in-transit room but still, we just wanted to go to duty free!!) And, there was no internet! We did pass the time by befriending a group of missionaries from Tennessee, though...

When we finally got into the airport, it was pretty wow. (Kinda worth the wait, slash not really but it is a beautiful airport). We headed straight for Coffee Bean (spoiled Americans) and chilled there with Beruria and Grumer for the next few hours until our flight to Nepal.

Highlights from that flight.

a. creepy Indian man next to me ' I couldn't help but notice you writing about your goals in your journal. So tell me about them." (????)

b. the view of the Himalayas from the plane window

So we arrived in Nepal ( after two days in transit!) and took a taxi into the city. The driving here makes all the driving in Israel plus driving in NYC plus anything else you can think of seem really tame. I think I counted eight near death experiences (sorry Imma!).

We arrived at the house (which is actually a beautiful mansion but funnily enough doesn't often have electricity or water, it does, however, have a sick view of the mountain around us) and waited a bit for the rest of the group. We met each other, claimed rooms (I'm in the 'penthouse') and ate a delicious (and very traditional) lunch. Then we had a seminar and took a short tour of the area around the city. Saw a school for child monks as well as some cool temples (and really big Buddha statues).

Anyway, dinner is soon and I'm fighting hard to stay awake....wish me luck!

p.s. people here actually say Namaste to each other! Like, all the time. And they do the cute little hands clasped, head bow thing. Adorable.