What Saturday Morning Feels Like

With the roommates gone, the animal life has taken over. The mosquitoes in the living room are downright arrogant, the ants in the kitchen are persistent, the spiders in the hallway are multiplying, I'm still waiting for an update from the roaches. And I just got a memo that the fruit flies are declaring war. So we do the only thing we can--we leave. For now at least. These infractions call for drastic measures. Are there exterminators in India?

There was no practice today as Saturdays are usually rest days (except for Saraswati students who rest on Sunday). Tomorrow there are the two led classes (primary and secondary) with Monday off for the moon day. Tuesday it's back to Mysore classes. Complicated.

The master plan for the weekend trip is Coorg (images of coffee, mountains, crisp air, and train rides). We'll leave after tomorrow's practice and return Monday evening. That's assuming that we figure out how to get there and back. Trains? Buses? Automobiles? All to be determined.

Plans for the coast were washed out by the idea of meeting continuous rain and off season closures. That, and the travel time. Hampi was an idea, but again, the whole overnight train business seemed a little excessive. Apparently Coorg's neighbor, Ooty, is too commercial. So Coorg it is (maybe?). Coffee, mountains, toy trains.