eating sushi in India :: day 2 :: getting settled and sorted

My assigned practice time is 6am, which means most days I’m here will start pretty early, before sunrise. The queue was pretty long when I arrived yesterday, and I waited over an hour before I could actually get in to practice. Today, the line was much shorter (it started on the bottom flight of stairs) and the wait, less. I won’t lie - the long wait is a drag. Also, it’s chilly. It was around 55 degrees Fahrenheit this morning.

It’s funny the things I’ll tolerate here that I wouldn’t at home.

The queue outside Saraswati’s shala. The wait to practice on New Year’s Day was more than an hour.

The queue outside Saraswati’s shala. The wait to practice on New Year’s Day was more than an hour.

Street puppies make the wait a lot more entertaining. Today, they were asleep in a heap when I got in line, and woke up a little before 6am.

Street puppies make the wait a lot more entertaining. Today, they were asleep in a heap when I got in line, and woke up a little before 6am.

After practice, breakfast and more importantly, coffee. (I feel like once I have my coffee and bottled water sources worked out and well known, I can get on with the business of exploring.)

I’m pretty sure the best part about being on vacation is eating out for breakfast everyday. Cafe Santosha, is where I landed today. It was full of foreign yoga students (I get the feeling I’ll end up enjoying those types of places most).

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I’m staying at the Anokhi Garden Cafe and Guesthouse, and the gardens are really lovely.

See, I told you my coffee situation was well sorted by this point.

See, I told you my coffee situation was well sorted by this point.

By the end of this trip, it’ll be interesting to see what I photograph most: cows, coffee, or flowers.

By the end of this trip, it’ll be interesting to see what I photograph most: cows, coffee, or flowers.

Speaking of cows…

Moooooo. This guy was outside the gate of the guesthouse where I’m staying.

Moooooo. This guy was outside the gate of the guesthouse where I’m staying.

The jet lag is real, yo. I’ve never traveled across so many time differences and wasn’t sure what to expect when I did. Yesterday and today I felt great until around 3pm. I thought a short nap would take the edge off, but both days I ended up sleeping hard until nearly 7pm. Nap champ!