Ashtanga yoga Mysore style. The primary series was taught thoroughly by my Ashtanga teacher in Rishikesh, but he would guide us through. “Baba’s, samastithi. Breathe in! Arms up! Utanasana. One more round”. Mysore style is somewhat different. You are supposed to know the series by heart, or with a little cheat sheet in front of […]

On the move again. My last 3 weeks in India I spend in the south. Flying to Chennai, taking a bus to Pondicherry, a bus to Bangalore, Mysuru and then…who knows. As I am traveling alone, still unemployed, and just because it’s more fun, im trying to minimize my spending. So from the Chennai airport […]

As I have tried to put in words many times, Delhi is amazing, overwhelming, and unbelievable. All at the same time and constantly throwing you of your feet. So this time it wasn’t much different. The friend I am staying with invited us along for a Punjabi pre-wedding event. Arriving in the farm house just […]

Varkala beach, Saturday, the sun is almost setting and on the beach an eclectic mix of tourist, Indians and everything in between gathers to enjoy the last rays of sunshine, a refreshing splash in the waves or romantically watching the sun turning all shades of orange and dipping below the horizon. Lined by cliffs, this […]

Arriving in Kochi with the nightbus from hell, the first thing we need after dropping our bags in the guesthouse is food. By coincidence we enter a vegetarian place which might be the best we ever had. A busy place, 15 large steel tables seating 6 people each, bright lights, only men. Lunch, dinner and […]

Even after many trips, travels, and places, India keeps surprising me. This enormous country with its chaotic cities, emerald landscapes, silken beaches, swirling streets, honking vehicles, and rich smells. After deciding to end my Delhi story, im finding my love for India back in the south. Where the landscape is dotted with palmtrees and bananatrees. […]

I felt at home in a city boiling with chaotic colors, feelings, and voices. A language once sounding like hard k’s and strong p’s becoming familiar and soft. At home because of the unparalleled difference. At home because it was nothing like I knew or was used to. At home because of my Indian sister […]