Despite the mountains of mail, weeds choking the gardens, and mind-numbing jet lag, it feels absolutely amazing to be home. Thanks, Dolly, for the embroidered towel that says “There’s no place like home!” I know I’ll need some time to reflect on all that I have learned and seen and to make sense of the paradoxes of South Asia.
It’s just mind-boggling to realize that I just spent 42 days traveling to 20 cities and villages, taking 14 different flights and 2 trains, listening to over 40 lectures, and staying in 16 different hotels and 1 hospital!
Fulbright friends at the Taj Mahal … and in Sri Lanka (courtesy Jill Hetzel)
Thanks to all of my new Fulbright friends – teachers, guides, and facilitators- for a most excellent adventure.
(bottom row photos courtesy Joan Boyle)
I also have some new titles for my booklist:
Running in the Family
Wise and Otherwise
The Inheritance of Loss
The White Mary
