She travels Overland

OhmOm Namah Shivaya!  After an overnight stay, well from midnight to 4qm, I board a bus at 5 am towards Pondicherry.  It's a sleeper bus, with full reclining beds and white cotton sheets.  When I wake up at 7:30 we're in Tamil Nadu, it's hot, it's tropical after 9 weeks in the Himalayas.  in Pondicherry my Autorickshaw driver takes me to the OYO Hotel I have booked.  Sadly they can't check me in, as they're only set up for Indian s tourists.  I go round the corner to MiCasa hostels, a modern Spanish chain, and they check me right away to a quiet, cool dorm.  I explore Pondi a bit, it is lovely laid out and has a tree-lined grid system.  Very cool model for future cities.  The next day I get an autorickshaw to Greens guesthouse outside Aurobindo Mataharant temple.  I check in to my treehouse room (My son would love this!) and walk out to go into Sri Aurobindo for the first time to view the Matrimandir.  It's awesome, it's beautiful, and I sit down to sket

 I have deliberated , procrastinated about writing this blog.  This is what I've got up to in my extra enforced month in Kathmandu.   I get a taxi back  from Nepali immigration to the Bodhi guesthouse, and immediately get my old room back.  It's huge, it has  red/orange painted walls, an attached bathroom, and three huge windows over looking Boudha.  All for $13 per night.  I'm grateful to the lovely staff: Robin, Rameshwar and the lovely Didi, who makes breakfast, cleans our rooms, and  does our laundry.   I email the Lischa German NGO with my English teaching certificates, and offer to travel to Chapang to teach for free for Board and lodging.  Danni emails back several days later saying the school is closed, due to a two-week COVID lockdown throughout Nepal.    Staying at Bodhi guesthouse are Sarah, a Buddhist nun form UK, now with American citizenship.  Sarah zooms around Kathmandu on an electric moped.  She agonises over the cost of this purchase for herself, but as th