When Annie took off for her early yoga class (a 5-minute walk) I took off for my gym – a 30-minute walk. This time I didn’t stop along the way to make any balloons and didn’t try to take any short cuts…. it took me 20 minutes which means this must be about 1 mile.
On the way back I looked for Annie in her favorite breakfast spot, but she had already gone. As I walked back to our room a rickshaw driver stopped (with a baffled passenger)… asking me for a balloon hat. As I twisted him his balloon, he seemed to be explaining to his passenger that I’m a famous balloon guy from the US. As I continued I ran into a yoga student Annie met in class (they’re also taking a healing course together) we walked a block or so when we passed the spot 5 or 6 rickshaw drivers hang out at…. rickshaw drivers who “know” me. They called me over to sit with them and mimed “balloons”…. so I excused myself from her saying “I have to get to work now.” I’ve come up with a way that I don’t need to make all of them balloons…. I ask “who do I do today?” They pointed at one guy, so I built a balloon helicopter on top of him. They all laughed, took pictures, and then I continued to our room and Annie and I made our lunch. We share a kitchen in this apartment/hotel building with the other guests. There’s a group of about 6-8 Chinese yogis who always make the most intricate vegetable meals with rice. Annie and I usually make Peanut Butter and banana sandwiches and have papaya with pineapple.
My timing was off today and I missed our pineapple boy.