More or less coincidentally, I ended up spending two weeks in Amma's ashram in Kerala (and joining her on her Kerala/Karnataka tour afterwards), mainly digging through trash ("recycling center work") and doing other kinds of Seva. And, of course, being hugged.

I wouldn't be a proper tourist if I hadn't been in Hampi. Definitely one of my (approximately fiftyeight) very favorite places (and surprisingly calm off-season). Also featuring: the first temple elephant I've seen which seems to have a reasonably happy life, at least every morning when she gets to enjoy a bath in the river, being scrubbed for hours all over her body, while everyone else in the village is washing their clothes and themselves just next to her (again: huge-sketching-audience alarm! ;D ).

Too busy with finding the best lonely beaches, sipping fresh sugarcane juice, and throwing myself into gigantic waves in Gokarna, the next and last sketch is already from Mumbai, where I also got to see my friend Vineet (I first met him via an IAESTE internship in Scotland four years ago). After all that travelling in the South, trying to stick to smaller places, Mumbai felt as if I had already left India (at least around Colaba/"downtown"). A huge metropolis, full of hip students and business men which made me feel tremendously underdressed in my stained Ali-Baba-pants* and washed-out T-shirt...
* Incredibly comfortable! So loose that it feels like running around naked but actually long and "safe" (elastic bands under the knees). I shudder to think about wearing tight jeans ever again (at least during the summer I can escape wearing dresses and skirts...).


























