I left Jaipur yesterday, after spending at least half of my alotted budget on jewelry. After the purchse, the jewelry company owner was driving me back to my hotel, and I started crying! Now, honestly, I have cried in India every single day so far, whether from exhaustion, inspiration, sickness, happiness, sadness. But those tears in the car the other day had the flavor of fear. I sobbed because I could feel the weight of the risk I am taking by spending what little money I have to open a business in a shaky economy. Luckily, he (I forget his name now...maybe Amed?) was very kind and he encouraged me to feel what I was feeling. "When you cry, it cleans you out," he said. He also said not to worry, and that I should have faith in myself and have faith in God that my business will be a success. He said he bets he'll see me back here in another year, buying twice as much. I hope so. I felt anxious the whole night...it was a little hard to breathe.
So yesterday, I arrived in Pushkar...home of the only Brahma Temple in India. I haven't seen it yet because I am sick again and trying to take it easy. : ( The ride to Pushkar was fun...I shared a van with 3 people from Spain as we wound up the hill, passing black-faced, white haired monkeys and of course lots of cows. Someone from my hotel came to pick me up on a motorbike and that was quite a ride! ...Sitting sidways on the back of a motor bike, trying to balance with my huge pack on my back and my small pack in the front, holding on for dear life as we whizzed through the bumpy streets, dodging cows along the way. I took a short walk last night and snapped the BEST photos yet. I want to get out and snap more shots, but I need to rest my weary body.
