Goverdan!

Hari bol! We are in Goverdan. There is internet, who-woulda-thunk?

The monkeys are far less naughty, but I was bucked by a bull! The nerve!

Goverdan is a bit smaller than Vrindavan and the store fronts in the markets that sell sweets are much much bigger. Perhaps a photo will be in order at a later date.

We spend many many hours in the day walking around the town. I think we walk between 10 and 15 kilometers a day - sometimes without shoes. Do not tell the health inspectors. Like our friend Avhi said one of the first few days as he walked barefoot around a temple "cow dung. no problem." Did I already mention that?

Speaking of Avhi, now that we've been here a few weeks there are a lot of friendly faces I've acquainted myself with. Some of them were on the look out for Jessica, Natalie and me since our friend Pankaj told them about us. Others were asked to help us in some way or another. Still others just came out of regular old meet-and-greet type exchanges. After the first bus day I went on I was left with a very "camp" like feeling. Everyone loading in to buses, some people know what's going on, some people don't, some people feel right at home, others are less accustomed, etc etc. Especially since there are far fewer westerners and we eat in a separate area during lunch and dinner (they think we can't handle the Bengalis), you see the same faces all day long, but only know a handful of them.

Pretty much everyone is impressed with our story (only hearing of Gurudeva within the past few months and already coming to India) and tell us again and again that we must have good karma and reminding us that Krishna is so merciful and works in the most amazing ways. These tidbits would make much more sense in the context of the spiritual make-up of the journey, which I probably won't get too much in to, at least right now.

Time for a shower and then lecture.

love,
Kayleigh