We now have one hour left in our almost 16-hour flight back home. The time was quite manageable because I had a plan: watch Downton Abbey until dinner, take a Benadryl at dinner, sleep for 7 hours, wake up, watch a movie, write in journal/read until breakfast, nap until landing. I’m getting the hang of these long flights now. The movie I watched was The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel and I reminisced on the scenes and culture I had just experienced a few days before in Jaipur, Rajasthan -- India’s Pink City. Still in disbelief that I had actually seen those places with my own eyes.
When preparing to leave, I was neither anxious to come back (though I was pining for central air conditioning by then), nor wishing to stay longer. I was content with whatever stage of the journey I was in; and ready for whatever step comes next. Now that I’m back, if I didn’t have the pictures and the memories to chronicle it, I would think that I had dreamt it all. As my birthday season approaches, it is no secret that my annual month-long celebration of life has begun; this year it began a few weeks early. What a gift to myself—to live these moments; all of them fully—the challenges and the joys. My gift to you—I’ll join you in doing the same.
Namaste,
Kimberlee
Here is a link to the online photo album.
Run the slideshow with captions to follow along the journey.