Daedalus said what?

10.17.2012

A group of 16 French travelers ate from the buffet and they appeared content.  Laxman came by a minute before sunrise to request my presence up, a small bummer because Verlander was in the second inning and I had a clear reception of the game.  I helped Maya set the tables and chairs and forks and knives in the upper garden and then retreated to the sitting room to resume my viewing of the game until as one expects, the power went out and so did the game.  It wasn’t until all had eaten and so had I that I returned to the room and followed the harrowing ninth on ESPN gamecast. 

 

How about that tattoo now? 

Well, Amir was the first Israeli to hear the story and for what it’s worth, his response was, how to say it, plausible.  The end of the world and the beginning of a new world may not be for humanity, it may only be for me. 

Nevertheless, it’s been one hellava ride and I’ll be glad to get off the trail and sleep in a hammock for a long time. 

One way flights to Delhi: $160.  I am at a crossroads here.  Take two days to reach Varanasi, a city I’ve visited twice and don’t really need or desire to see at this time, and then wait who knows how long for an available seat on the next train to Delhi, and yada I’ve used up four or five days right there.  So, a flight and a train to Jaipur.  How many nights in Delhi?  I think there are a few places I’d like to visit… 

Business has been good since the renovation of the dining room.  The rooms all look clean and nice, the weather has been cloudy and breezy, mountain viewing has some moments but they are by no means October clear. 

I suppose I’ll decide on the 20^th where in the India I’m going.  Going to visit Nyima beforehand would be ok, or I can wait until November, or shoot, wait until I am wrong and the ol boy can perform his puja, expelling the spirit who says he is Job. 

Today is Wednesday and strange that it doesn’t feel like a Wednesday.  Suraksha finished her eight examinations and is off somewhere and Suman asks me how many punctuation mistakes there are in this sentence:

im a god ive made me fly Shouted Daedalus.

Ok, a one way flight to ND, a hundred and thirty something, in nine days.  A night in Kathmandu.  Delhi.  And then to Jaipur?  Where in God’s name else, please let’s go here and think no more about it.  Eighteen days max in the country.  I need to find out how much is in my Salalah account and that will help decide to go back to KTM or god forbid, that other place, which would be fine since God isn’t going to forbid it. 

God forbid I do anything stupid like playing it safe.  C'mon, I do play it safe, and maybe that's what's boring me because it feels sometimes as if it is harder to not play it safe when everything I consume gives me a headache or has absolutely no effect on me whatsoever.  What is that all about? 

I had the bus stop at the path that took me through the rice fields and to the Panchase Restaurant. The man with friends in high places didn’t follow me off after I failed to persuade him and the bus went 100 meters further along where it stopped and the man stumbled right off into mud and rocks.  I walked and found him sitting in the middle of the road, a gash and blood dripping down his temple, caked mud in his hair and face…and he remained sitting in that road for an hour until he was able to walk and I helped him somewhat though he weaved away and went back and forth to the restaurant.  Yeah, it sure is my fault.  I said go ahead have a drink, but he drank half a bottle of rum in twenty minutes.  I didn’t know this was for him, a day of freedom away from his buffalo, his family, his fields and falling silly in the middle of the road without a clue, how the man with friends in high places spends his freedom, I just don’t know.