So we are still here in McLeod Ganj and it is really starting to feel like home. We are getting to know loads of people here. One guy we have met is a total fruit loop though and we are not so keen on him, we both get a feeling in our waters about him and we have learned it is always best to go by that. He is a Buddhist monk but from day one I felt there was something a bit strange about him. We went for dinner with him and he asked if we sleep in the same bed and if we kiss each other! And then proceeded to tell us that he likes to "make pee pee and poo poo in the forest" EErrr Okay dude to much info on that one. I don't think he is a very good monk and we have heard a few dodgy stories about him so being the sensible girls we are we have declined any further dinner dates with him. We have met some lovely proper monks though at the conversational classes. One of them invited us back to his bedroom, who would ever of thought we would be hanging out with monks, and he is just lovely and fascinating. I love speaking to him about buddhism and he really does seem to practice what he preaches. He took us for a walk around his monastery and we really enjoy his company.
Well we had a good St Patricks day which started off with us going to a concert with Tibetan music! It was vey good though with some of the singers in the traditional dress. Then once that had finished we headed off to our local and it was a great atmosphere. There was a group of people with the Irish flag so we inevitably ended up chatting to them and finished the evening singing the fields of Athenry and Dirty Old Town. No matter where in the world you go always seems to be a group of mad paddies somewhere, love it!
Last night we went to Wang-cho ( sounds like wanker when you say it fast) house and he cooked us some noodles. He is an ex monk and is an absolute honey. We met him in Goa where he showed us some really cool breakdancing moves at a club there and we luckily bumped into him the other day here. India can feel really small sometimes. He is still a devout buddhist but I guess just couldn't do the monk thing anymore. We are going to his house again as he has promised to teach us how to cook momos. They are Tibetan dumplings filled with vegetables, cheese or meat and you can have them in a soup and they are gorgeous. Promise to make some for you all when I get home.
Weather has finally started to heat up and we have been making the most of the rooftop of our guesthouse and been chilling up there in our free time. Tibetan classes finished today, not sure how much I will remember but it was fun learning.
Anyway peeps thats about it for now off to my roof top for a spot of sunbathing, hugs and kisses Annie fanny xoxoxox
