There Will Be No Emails

[rhyll]

So, I have been a dreadful correspondent this time. No emails, no letters, no postcards, no carrier-pigeon microfiche. I am terrible, but there is NO TIME, I assure you. All of the time is being used up on Being an Incompetent Intern, Exploring, or Being Tuckered Out.

Today we went and looked at the Bull Temple, a meditation space built in a giant fake rock, and Tippu Sultan's palace. We also walked between most of those places, which involved a lot of being lost and, therefore, unnecessary walking. I am really, really, tuckered.

Tomorrow morning we're leaving for Mysore, and from there will be going to Kabini, then a coffee plantation, then Mysore, then back to Bangalore so that I can go to the TGC workshop on the 14th and Kale can wander around and be lost without my assistance for a bit.

For now I'm going to do the Incompetent Intern stuff I wanted to do last night, until I realised that falling asleep was far, far more urgent.

Comments

[boxer-the-horse.livejournal.com]

That's ok, but you will have to make food for us when you go back. What's that you say? You probably will make food for us anyway? Well, you're going to have to make food extra hard.

Mysore has un unfortunate name, it sounds like a Myspace variant for STI sufferers.

I hope there is more Fun Times than Confusing Stressful Times in the next few weeks. Come back asap, both of you.

[alexmoon.livejournal.com]

Maaaa. Of course I will make food for you. You know that I love to. And we will come back soon, and also have fun. I think that everything will be ok. We will ride on an elephant (perhaps)!

[suriount.livejournal.com]

all good, i've been busy too :)