"If possible, heel to perenium..."

Trip Start Apr 05, 2010
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Trip End Aug 30, 2010


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Hotel Ishan

Flag of India  , Uttarakhand,
Wednesday, June 23, 2010

We have been in Rishikesh for almost a week now, and it has been wonderful.  We started at a hotel just on the banks of the Ganges, stayed there for two nights and did a little shopping, and enjoyed a not what we would call delicious beer while watching an amazing lightning storm over the Himalayas.  Hayword 5000, extra super strong beer.  Gross.  We then decided to move to the high bank, a more secluded area away from the hustle and bustle for the wrest of our stay here.  Best decision ever.  We wake up in the morning for hatha yoga at 8, with our instructor Arvind, the bendiest man we've ever seen.  He instructs us to "put your right heel on your left leg, if possible, heel to perenium" twice a class, twice a day.  We are very sore, but in a good way.  Like our bodies are saying "serves you right for not using me in the least bit except for drinking beer and wine and eating decadently rich food for the last three months."  We eat a delicious dinner in the bungalow restaurant along our walk back to the hotel, relax and read in the afternoons, go back to yoga in the evening, have dinner, watch the world cup, read some more and go to bed.  It may sound boring to some of you, but this week has been a great vacation. 

One day we went rafting down the Ganges.  We had so much fun.  We were with four Indians from Delhi and our
guide, and is helper, who liked to adjust my life jacket and brush against my chest and crotch, pervy little 15 year old.  At the first big rapids the guide said in Hindi
that we could jump out if we wanted to and just float through the
waves, so of course once that message was translated to us, we shoved
our paddles in the raft and dove into the water.  It was such a
thrilling moment, just floating along in big huge rapid waves down one
of the most sacred rivers on the planet.  I looked under the front of
the bouncing raft to see Caitlin with the same shit eating grin I must
have been wearing.  A little farther down the river was a big cliff
next to the bank, so we put the raft to shore and went cliff jumping
into the river.  It wasn't too high, maybe twenty feet, but really
fun.  Our guides helper guy, who now knew better than to try and adjust my life jacket, continued to lead us toward the smaller
cliff just to the side of the big one, but we were like "no, no, no, we
want to jump off that one."  He looked at us funny as we starting
climbing up the rocks to the big cliff.  There were tons of people
jumping off, so we knew it was deep enough and safe.  There were girls
in front of us who kept on wussing out, so all the boys up there would
either push them off, or push them aside so we could come to the front.  It was a fun little jump into the river, with the added benefit of getting Ganges water in my nose and through my mouth, possibly down my throat, but we'll see how that turns out in the bathroom later.  Then we continued to jump out of the
raft and float down the river, since the rapids weren't really rapids
anyway, but it was awesome.  The Indians we were with either didn't have much experience or didn't know how to swim (very safe), and were the most enthusiastic people we've ever met rafting.  They were like "Come on guys, let's give it our all!" Like we were in "A River Wild" on some attempt to run from law enforcement or something.  It was definitely unforgettable.

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mama D on

sounds like you were able to finally cool off. what a great time.

Mary on

Fabulous. Something to always remember

papad on

Reminds me of the scene in Butch Cassidy and The Sundance Kid where Paul Neuman and Robert Redford jump off a cliff. Nueman says he can't swim; Redford laughs and says "the fall will probably kill you!"

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