Any of you remember that old mosquito spray add, where the guy puts his arm in a glass case full of mosquitos? Well, that is me, except it is not just my arm, it is my arm, and my face and my neck! The only good thing is that they don't seem to be terribly itchy, please let that continue to be the case!
There is no mirror in the monastery where we are staying, that would be "knuckly" is what the nuns call it. Not sure but think that translates roughly as vain. Anyway, at the temple yesterday I went to the bathroom (clean and relatively smell free, upkeep paid for by a group in Thailand, thank you, thank you, thank you)and while rinsing my hand I happened to glance up at the mirror, a small poxed face stared back at me. It really was amazing. Last night I almost screamed as I couldn't sleep for the constant buzz, and now I am getting totally skeeved by thinking that these mosquitoes are bred in the stinking, fetid, standing water that lines the roads, oh that is a nice image. Strait from the stink swamp to my face!
Today I found some mosquito creme and I hope it will work, other wise I am likely to get grouchy, or to just try to get out of here, of this I can't take 6 more nights.
Other than that...it is still interesting, a bit boring as I can't really understand anything, all that is said is said in Tibetan (almost). Today there was one discussion in english, but as there are three other groups around all chanting and a whole bunch of people doing prostrations,yes that means going down on your knees and then flat on the ground face down before getting up and doing it again, I couldn't really hear anything. Three of our ani will stay behind and do prostrations for a month after we leave. Damn!
Okay, so maybe it wasn't the best idea to come to India, I gotta figure something out. ta ta for now.
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Mary,
Sounds exciting. The mosquitoes. Give me an old mosquito truck any day. I will spend the rest of the day visualising you doing prostrations.
Sort of reminds me of when Bobby and I spent the night on the Mokuluas-the first time...first there were the diving birds, then the scuttling crabs, then it rained hard from Waimanalo way so we pulled the blue plastic tarp up over our mummy bags (what made me think it was smart to have a down mummy bag inbalmy hawaii? then the mosquitos descended, sort of like the Luftwaft. Bobby pulled the draw string tight over his head, revealing just his lips and sweated the night away.. The next morning, it looked like he had done multiple rounds of silicone injections (restylane??) on his lips. Was nearly a marriage buster but my family sure got a big laugh when we got back to Lanikai. Net, net. I feel for you sister. I have found that the only way tokeep mossquitos at bay is to drink lots of tequila. Oopps. forgot u was at da monastery Rots of Ruck!!
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