……is the worst day. It started on Monday and is continuing even as I type now. I haven’t had more than three hours of sleep.
that said. It has been a most beautiful day. Full of friendly faces, cups of chai, soft summer southern Indian sun, and my first thali since March 2011.
I remember when I registered in July of 2008. I left and cried.
This registration was a hoot. Sharath told me that there was no registration for me….and laughed and laughed. Then this happened.
Sharath : “you do led intermediate last time?”
me: “no, no spilt”
Sharath: Sunday led intermediate
me: “you mean like after two practices?”
Sharath: “ok, ok, you take rest this week….next Sunday, you do!”
Just like that split. It is going to be a wild ride.