A welcome delay
Trip Start Jan 27, 2008
30Trip End Apr 06, 2009
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All in all, I'm not at all disappointed in having to stay here a few more days--in the afternoon every other day, Dayalu and I and sometimes his friend Raj go over to Vashist to bathe with a bunch of other men in the natural water of the hot spring pool there
In the fall, every house has a sheep, but by the time the snow comes, the sheep is "katam!" Made into dried salted meat which sustains the family through the winter, this Kullu jerky provides a necessary protein supplement to the mostly vegetarian diet.
The nights are calm, the village life simple. We sit after the meal, smoking bidis, talking, Mata-ji hand-spinning wool onto a handmade bobbin all the while, with the two young neices spying on us through the window, curious about the tall "Gora" who has come to stay. Mata-ji helps me with my hindi, teaching me some local words, and correcting my grammar and pronunciation, while the fragrant odor of the resinous wood they burn for heat floats in the room. Warm it is in the small room, warm in temperature, and in feeling. It is nice to have my own village family here. The legendary Kullu hospitality is real, the simple and quiet life at the top of the valley is a good one, full of love and constant work.
Around ten or so, Pita-ji reclines on the small bed, and Dayalu and I take our leave, he going to bed, and I usually remaining up on the cold porch of my room, studying my hindi reading, writing and grammar by candlelight until the night becomes too cold and I have to climb under the thick covers to sleep.