For Christmas I bought myself a ticket to Bangalore and a ticket to Sri Lanka. Pretty sweet, eh? I also took a walk down to the ashram and considered going in to listen to their Christmas choir, but I chickened out last minute. You have to go through too much security, and although I don't have anything to hide, it's still irritating and not worth the trouble.
[I was just complimented on how fast I type, by a man in this internet cafe...er, more like internet shed.]
Really, for Christmas and New Years I am being a total dork and staying in an Ayurveda Hospital, which is similar to a retirement home. I will be undergoing Pancharkama, which is a fairly intense detox. Yesterday and today I had some medicines I had to take (one in honey the other in ghee), plus I had an Ayurveda massage (lots and lots of oil) and shirodara, followed by some oil in my ears and nose, inhaling some smoking reed through my nose (I have no idea what it is), a full body scrub, some concoction to gargle, and then they "smoke" my hair (they literally billow some scented smoke into my hair, it's kind of nice actually).
In short: this is not where I could have ever foreseen myself spending Christmas and New Years. Let alone, doing a hardcore cleanse, like Panchakarma. I haven't really begun the "hardcore" bit yet, but I've been told it involves drinking relatively large amounts of ghee (clarified butter). I'm a little worried; that sounds pretty gross. Luckily, tomorrow will just be a repeat of today and yesterday, which is nice.
I swear, I am such an old lady sometimes. For fun, I am doing line dancing to Christmas carols with some older women (and one gent!). I have impressed everyone with my incredible aptitude for the moves... really though, I shouldn't brag, I had lots of experience on Savary.
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