JANUARY 7, 2013
Still feel like hell.
Now off of anti-biotics. My cold
symptoms have lessened, though my body is now a mess. Clearly lacking the energy to heal from my
back to back hikes, my calves are so bad I’m walking like Ozzy Ozborn on a good
methadone bender. My back and spine are
in knots. I hurt so bad I can’t even
think about yoga right now.
Plan A was to head east to the “hippie haven” beaches on
east coast of the country but I’m already running out of time thanks to my
illness and airfare messes. Instead, I
head north through the central highland.
My thoughts are that a beach is a beach and I’ve seen my fair
share. I will go check out the temples. My first stop north was the town of
Kandy.
In Kandy I got a taste of more local culture. My in-room yoga practice was disrupted by
very very loud drumming. So loud, I
couldn’t even pretend to keep my mind calm.
I had to investigate and was treated to a Kandian drumming and dancing
event.
The next day I would visit a batik factory when they apply
wax to cloth and dip the cloth in dye in successive steps to make wonderful
clothing and tapestries. My interest in
clothing in negligible, though I wanted to buy about a dozen different things
in the show room.
After that it was on to a wood carving factory. The end results were amazing, though the
production floor looked a bit like a sweatshop to me. No one was smiling and the conditions didn’t
look so stellar.
The real treat was a tour of an Ayurvedic garden, given by a
med student. I learned about all sorts
of natural healing remedies. At one
point he showed me a mixture of ordinary products – I forget what exactly, but
it was like asparagus, turmeric, and avocado – he claimed was a natural hair
remove. I’m all for Ayurveda, but I
didn’t believe this stuff worked. Now I
have a bald spot on my arm to remind me that I lost that bet.
Note that my iPhone was stolen around this time, so you
don’t get to see any of the pictures of the garden or the batiks.
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