Yesterday was pretty quite, especially since Mike made the epic journey into Bangalore. Time here is funny. Things that can be done in two seconds at home can be painfully slow here. Things that take time at home move with surprising ease in India. Then there is the mystery of “shala time.” The big clock in the shala is 15 minutes fast, which means if you start practice at 6am, you need to be there real time 5:45am. I was told be at chanting at 6pm, but I forgot about shala time, and was apparently 15 minutes late. Everyone associated with the shala is aware that the clock if off 15 minutes. I wonder, can’t someone realign the clock? I guess that is my own preoccupation with the structure of time. Mike and I and our new friend Jody went to the sandalwood and silk factories today. Then we some really yummy Mali Kofta at a place called Sri Guru. My Thai Massage was incredible. I knew if was going to be good because Enzo, the guy who gave me the massage, is friendly with David and had such lovely things to say about David and his wife. I am definitely going back. We are taking a trip to Ooty this Friday. It is South India’s most famous hill station, and it said to be beautiful.