After checking into Hotel Tara, we walked along the Lake… passing grass/bamboo shacks where locals sold all sorts of goodies to eat… until we found the perfect one for tea. A young guy, Robin, from the Netherlands was sitting there playing guitar and drinking a beer. We ordered our teas and I made some balloons (including butterfly wings) for Robin. Soon two more guys joined in… one from England, the other from China. Annie bought some oranges from a woman walking by and passed them out to our new friends. Robin told us how he had spent a few weeks living with Monks at their monastery. He was teaching them English, playing songs for them, and talking about his life adventures – these Monks joined the monastery at early ages and had little knowledge of the outside world.
When he left, Robin gave the balloons to a little girl who was eyeing them.
A little while later that evening Annie and I stopped for dinner at a restaurant along the water. When we were almost ready to leave we were watching people gathering their “shops” to take home for the night… and we saw a little girl walking with her Mom along the lake path… still wearing the butterfly wings.
It’s been a nice day.
Artists who don’t fit labels 18 Nov 2014
Our friend, Sharon Lowen, who is a skilled and accomplished dancer as well as a recognized dance scholar/authority in India, used us in an article she wrote last week.