The time here is flying!
Early last Friday morning, just hours after I sent out my email to you, I got very sick with food poisoning. I guess it's some kind of rite of passage when you go to India... everyone is doomed at some point.
My roommate took very good care of me and my school even had a doctor come check me out. He gave me some medicine and thankfully I was a lot better by the next morning.
The Holi Festival is a Hindi festival of colors. It was on Monday, and we got Sunday and Monday off to celebrate. My school threw a big party for it on Sunday and it was a blast! We had a time of devotional music, painted each other's faces with bright, colorful powder, and danced. Then the music changed to Indian dance music and we danced and played outside like children for hours! The best part was that it was before noon and no one was drinking or on drugs -- we all just had a blast completely sober!
On Monday everyone went into town to celebrate and that was really fun as well. Everyone in the street puts colors on you as you walk past, some of them give you hugs, some ask to take pictures with you, and everyone says "happy Holi."
My friends and I wound up at a cafe that was only open for certain people, and we were lucky enough to get in. They weren't serving anything off the menu, just a special smoothie concoction and French fries, and the top floor of the place was quickly converted into a dance-floor. It was very entertaining to watch from our seats, as there were a ton of men (mostly Indian, with a few tourists), and maybe 3 women, and the men were having a pretty good time just dancing with each other.
We walked around the town after that and the festivities had already begun dying down. Holi Festival is really neat, and I'm so glad I was here for it! It was definitely worth the process of washing those colors off of my skin and out of my hair and clothes.
The yoga has been really challenging but good as well. I've been learning some great "advanced" postures, and unfortunately I got injured in one yesterday as my instructor was demonstrating on me to another student how to adjust someone in that particular pose. He lifted my leg higher than it wanted to go, and there was a really big, loud "POP" -- it was very painful. It seems to be a ligament or tendon injury, and will take a while to heal, but I'll be able to practice normally very soon.
So this week has had its ups and downs. The Holi Festival was amazing, but getting sick and injured definitely put a damper on things.
I'm optimistic that this coming week will be much better. Thank you for following along on my adventure! I haven't figured out how to attach photos from my phone, but if you'd like to see some, find me on Instagram: @yogicdossantos
Lots of love and as they say here, "Hari Om",
w e l c o m e