Last day in Rishikesh

So here it came, the very last day. Everyone had a different look to each other. Now we appreciated each other's company more then ever just like a beloved one in a lethal disease. We became a real family. On the very last day, when we got our certificates, everyone hugged everyone. It took hours and hours. And afterwards we still didn't stop feeling, scanning each other, because we knew, this was the last moment we have been together in this life. The feeling to be appreciated, equal and loved is inexpressible in words.

Wherever we travel in the future, there will be one of us in the close neighbourhood, so we became big, extended family in the world.

Apart from my secondary school mates, this is the other company where I have more than 30 mutual friends on facebook with each member. :-)

This is me and Janvika - my instructor-mate. We shared the instructions on our first teaching.

Lovely Krishna temple, seen every day, from the yoga hall.

Sonja

What are Ron and Christie fascinated about?

This view: Moon rise in sunset

Me getting the cert.

Breaking breaking news

I have done my first teaching, also finished the writing part, and when I felt free from studies pressure, at that moment - I dropped my laptop to the floor completely smashing the monitor. So I'll do my best, but can't guarantee a nicely edited blog. max words.. not too long stories.

Anyway. These are my last day in Rishikesh, very excited about my trip, because.... BECAUSE... it won't stand only for travelling to Goa.

I was told to give up searching train tickets, because in India you have to do it in advance, and I had just days, as I have changed my mind in the last minute. So I have decided to go fly above the my possible destinations if I stayed on ground. Once I booked my flight I found out that yes, it is possible, I can travel by train, but my flight seemed to be too early. Luckily I was able to delay it for free (!) which means the following route:

Rishikesh - Haridwar - Agra - Khajuraho - Delhi - Goa within 6 days.

Why am I so eager to go to Khajuraho?

Because this is the home of Kama-Sutra. You may google the pictures about that town. (check the story on wiki, or see awesome pictures from random google search).

I'm very happy now. Adventure is one thing. A glass of red vine is everything. And this is waiting for me in Agra, within 4 days. Cin cin!

Breaking News

We are about to finish the 200 hours course in Rishikesh. I was supposed to stay for the next level (300 hrs), but I have decided to move to the south. Why? Because the thought didn't make me feel good that I have to stay in the mild winter. Everyone is excited about leaving, and just discover india. I felt like going as soon as possible. I so wanted to give myself a chance to continue my studies a little bit souther, that I googled some trainings, but the timing didn't fit into my plans, not to mention the horrible prices.

I was dreaming about having a little break between the two courses, see places I know from the TV or from the school, enjoy the hot weather during winter, and as an aim, to get a certificate. 

I'm thankful to a girl, who opened my eyes - everything is possible in india. It is also possible to attend as a scolarship, so you don't pay a penny for the course! So I found out that I really want to give myself a chance to find a course in Kerala or Goa, or the east coast of India and maybe lower down the price a little bit, as my budget is tight. So I wrote an email to a place that I could only dream about, and asked about a less price and also offered my services.. 

When the reply arrived within 15 minutes, Sonja (my room mate) dropped whatever she had in her hands and got excited, just like me. What did they say, show me! Of course, my laptop slowed down, we had to wait until we can read more then "hello Emilia". I couldn't imagine the continuing, but the freeze "melt", and I was able to read the email further. They are looking for a blogger and a photographer! I read the email again and again if I didn't miss a word of "no", but it seems for now that I have the opportunity to continue my course in Goa and also work a little bit. To be honest I miss work. So it is totally a win-win.

Oh my god, I still can't believe that my secret-wrapped-hidden-locked dream may become true.

Now here comes the paranoid part: Isn't it too good to be true? Am I not walking to a serial killers trap? Well, I can extend my life insurance, so win-win situation again. 

Adventure of the 4th Weekend - A Perfect Day in India

I had a such unbelievable amazing day, that I couldn't even believe myself if I wasn't there, so listen carefully.

On Diwali's pre night, which I'll explain in the following post, we had a perfect Saturday. Sunshine, moderate heat, clear view. In the morning it is cold, but it warms up for the middle of the day until 30 degrees (2nd Nov). Initially I planned to hire a motorbike to explore the area, but my teammembers found that out, and it went so caotic (obviously I was asked to organize their day - NO, thank you), which already sucked my energy, so I escaped to the beach of Ganga. ♥ I made sure, nobody was wathcing me, so I just lied on the sand, opened my arms, and dug my hands to the white fine sand, and enjoyed how it flowed out between my fingers. It was so calm and warm on the sun, I felt perfect. Suddenly the heat of the sun turned to unpleasant, so I realized that I've left my water at home. F**k!!!! Why?! Nooo, I don't want to go back! Anyway, I headed to my favourite place, the Little Buddha, so I could drink there. 
When I got up, three males were watching me enjoying the sunbath, it was not only embarassing, but weird too.

I have my spiritual path starting from the Ganga, ending at Little Buddha, but I use a less frequent path, close to the river and the nature. On my way I meet monks, swamis, several kiosks selling necklaces, food, many things.

My favourite shop is actually very expensive, managed by a lovely couple, selling art works from North of India. Look at their goods:

On Saturday I have seen them together, which is unusal. So romantic couple! Awww. ♥♥

Continuing my way I had to stop at a taylor, to buy winter clothes, but one of them (yoga socks) needed some amandement, but the electricity went off at that holy moment, so we started to chat. During that I've tried E-V-E-R-I-T-H-I-N-G, and he also told me that his favourite country is Hungary. Heartwarming, isn't it? And it wasn't enough, I also got a discount, so he deserves 3 hearts :-) ♥♥♥

I was dying of thirst by then, so quickly reached the bar, asked for a beverage, and found a place to sit. In India, if there is no empty table, you look for empty seats, so you share the tables. After a couple of minutes, the best view table freed up, one of the leaving guys came to me and offered their seat!! This was my view ♥♥♥♥

I have enjoyed my beatiful place, then headed to a place where I can buy a little log of santal tree for my beloved father. On the way a guy from Afganistan stared me, I didn't pay too much attention.

India is a nice place for shopping, all the shop owners are friendly, chatty, kind people. So I found out to get an Ohm medal, in case I become a yoga teacher (to impress my students - haha), and I ended up at one jewellery shop with the following funny conversation:

• Hi, I'm looking for a tiny little ohm medal, do you have one?
• Yes, my ohm is tiny enough for you, Madam (they always call you Sir or Madam here)
• OK, and it should be special, not an average one.
• No problem, Madam, my tiny little Ohm is very special. Just for you.
• Are we still talking about the Ohm?

And we started to laugh. Hillarious

He also showed me a beautiful medal presenting a Kama-Sutra posture, this was the last one, hiding as a part of a collection. Someone took all the rest, so I was very lucky. I know it is bullshit, but still, the guy was so kind. After 4 weeks he was the first man, who touched me, so it was a special moment for me anyway. ♥♥♥♥♥

And finally I found the santal wood! ♥♥♥♥♥♥
And on the way back I treated myself with street made popcorn (had no problems afterwards) ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

On the way home I dropped my kisses to the jeweller store guy, and the romantic couple. And suddenly, who did I met? The afgan guy. He wanted to talk, so I let him, but after an hour I wanted to go. I was just curious, as never had the chance to talk to anyone from that country. It was interesting, I have also learned some basic hindi. He was kind of sticking onto me, so I hoped for some help. And suddenly a guy stopped beside me riding his motorbike, aksing me if I need a lift home. It couldn't have happened in a better way. I just waved hello to the afgan guy, and left. The one who gave me the lift was a staff from a coffee (Health Coffee), where I'm a returning customer, so I knew him. Don't worry I wouldn't jump on a stranger's bike ;-) ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥