Santosha's Cafe

This morning I felt much much better. I have started the Cipro and killed those little shits...I'm being literal here...I killed the shits...I must say I was worse off than I thought. I figured after a night of cramping and running back and forth I would go for some good old antibiotics. This morning my practice was really good. With the help of Sharath I hooked my fingers in the left direction of Marichyasana A...Sharath say..Jon-a-ton...no eating for you... a entire week...one week...hehehehe..you no eating...I looked up at him and as he was laughing I told him I haven't been eating..It was so funny.... He just continued to look at me and laugh. Now the question is...Was he serious? I don't know. I will be eating a breakfast and a small lunch and fasting till practice as my new schedule. I like to be light and empty when I practice. I am going to have to buy a few new pairs of pants though...Nothing is fitting anymore. I am shrinking a bit.

We found a new place to eat here by the apartment.  It is called Santosha's Cafe.  It is so good.  They have baked goods and great breakfast food.  It is my new favorite place to eat.  I had 2 poached eggs and toast with a macaroon for breakfast.  The food is so healthy and reasonable and made with love.  The guy who runs it is from New York and his name is Julian.  He is really cool and nice.  There is music playing and books and board games on the shelves.  It is very much like home.  I love it..


Now I went to get water from Shiva (destroyer of the wallet)..and as I was bringing it home I passed a man who was to not going to let me walk another step further with the water jug..I assumed he was one of Shiva's mafia...when I got home I grabbed the water jug and he was still standing at the door. I said..Ok..Thanks dude...That's all..He looked at me and say..I take empty water container..I told him Shiva had it already...He say..You likey watch..look my watchy..Hey..hey..you likey boogie...boogie...listen..Indian remix...(he brings out his phone and starts playing what sounds to be Indian porn music with goats screaming in the back ground)..I said ok bye...He looked at Susie and say...you..you have nice feet... What is your name...and you sir..what is your name..I said My name is Jack and her name is Elizabeth..bye...He say...oh..I know Jack...Titantic...you not Susie...Ryou be Rose..hehehehe you be Rose and Jack.. He was walking forward like he wanted to come inside..He began to look a little crazy so I said...Ok.. Bye now....I shut the door...So the guys can be a little creepy in India..but the moral the the story is Susie has nice feet...hahahaha..I mean Rose..hahaha.


So tonight we arfe going to a pot luck dinner at Katie's and Jennifer before she leaves to the airport.  I'm going to come home and rest.  No eating for me though..I have to get into Marichyasana A..I had Gobi Manchuria for lunch though...It is my new favorite.  All is happy and well here in Mysore..
Good night.