Well I made it out of Mumbai in one piece. The journey out was ok. Having spent a long evening holed up in my room with the 24hr honking horn chorus serenading me outside I made it to the airport and off to Bangalore.
And then everything changed. I was met at the spanking new airport there by a driver set up by the man who runs the Children's Project, Michael Galligan and then out through the countryside of India to Koorg (not Mysore!) where I am teaching.
What can I say? India is beautiful. Unutterably beautiful. While I was a tad traumatised by Mumbai I don't regret going as the amazing glory of the sun and the green and the countryside was all the more special.
I'm in an Internet Cafe with not much time so I will quickly knock out the main headlines...
I arrived at the Project late at night. At first I was a little terrified as it was pitch black and I found myself sharing a hut with a guy from Ireland called Tom Sherry. It was all a little primitive - no toilet nearby, warnings not to go out after lights out because of the dogs on the premises - and I was still reeling from Mumbai and the ten hour drive but...
Now, three days in, I am having a wonderful time. This is a very special place. The children here are beautiful and fill the small grounds of the school with a kind of force-field of love. This may sound sentimental but I'm afraid its 100% true. Tom and all the other people working here are lovely and have been hugely welcoming and helpful. I am having the time of my life. Rest, beauty and learning. I am learning - from all the people around me, especially the kids.
No time to go into detail now but I will later. There are many extraordinary things to say. But until then, this is a truly special place.... Blessings to everyone!
:-)
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