by Teri Gerritz
Staying at a converted maharaji palace… beautiful room.. feel like the time of the colonists and am glad to be behind the walls.. so much cooler than on the street. Wonderful gardens and birds,, peacocks hoping rooftop to roof, water lilies, eagles according t Peter, bats and about 11 other varieties… pigs, cows, goats , camels…. The help dresses like out of a kipling fairytale… where is the cobra and the mongoose. Incredible dinner with garlic naan that melts in your mouth spinach paneeer like none I’ve had… cauliflower and potatoes good but more like home.. superb dancing and music… dancing with heads on fire in can, a flame eater and fie thrower… a woman who danced with seven pots on her head… after peter left took the invite to go on stage and try to dance with them,,, magical night climbed the stairs and had an over view of the city complete with lighted temples and castles loved the drive from 100 plus years ago to decorated trucks and trailers of today and every means of transportation sharing the road….gratitude for being one who has the comforts life like stories I have read.…So good to be out of self.. dinner on the green in the warm evening.. no humidity. So pleasant relaxing.
Monday, April 16, 2007
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Come on Peter. Where's the Hate. I came here expecting a great Peter hate session. That is not what I got. Come on man, step it up. It can't be all magical. Then again, maybe you've turned over the proverbial leaf. I guess I'll see when you get back.
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