Yoga on the rooftop

My new favorite photo

We watched a collision earlier today with a motorcycle and bicycle, the driving here in insane to say the least.

Aww, I thought this was such a cute photo. I tried to get a better picture of the older woman but they turned out blurry :(

I've never seen woman or men work more hard as in this country. Oh ya and I finally tried the bicycle rickshaw because I didn't have the heart to turn down the skinny old man that was trying to make a buck. He asked for 20 rupees (50 cents) to take us to the train station, the whole time I felt guilty I was putting him through the trouble and almost paid him to stop. He then wanted to wait for us and take us back home, I ended up paying him three times what he asked in hopes that he would go home and take a break after peddling us around.

Cute little local hang out we discovered and split a nutella crepe, yum

This morning we were wide awake at 4:30 am, yoga wasn't until 6:30 so we tried in vain to go back to sleep but finally gave up at 5:30. At six thirty we walked a few doors down from our hotel to our first yoga class in India. The cutest man ever (I'll try and get his picture tomorrow) greeted us as the gate and asked us to have a seat and wait. He then chatted us up about where we were from and how he expected great things from Obama, we agreed and couldn't help but beam back to his adorable smile. Two other women showed up and shortly after we were climbing a staircase to the roof, the view was spectacular. We could see the ocean and the tops of all the nearby homes doing their daily morning routines (loudly of course, including the crows).

The class was interesting, with did several stretches, a few breathing techniques, some sun salutations and then meditated. I didn't think I would be sore but my back is actually quite sore from sitting of straight for an hour and a half sadly enough. Our bodies have been so crunched up since we started traveling that the yoga was a well needed treat. After yoga we were famished and craving pancakes so we headed over to our local new hang out, Kasha ki aasha.

We ordered chocolate and whole wheat pancakes and shared them, the chocolate ones were incredible and I'm not usually a pancake person (I'm a waffle girl) but I may have changed my mind. We sat there for about an hour and I of course was fascinated by the life below and took too many photos.

We then did the bravest thing we have done yet, we ventured to the train station of chaos. We knew where we wanted to go and had even researched the junction we had to stop at to get there but it was pure hell. We waiting in a short line that grew as a man rudely cut in front of us and then proceeded to cough all over the two boys in front of him, full on open mouth cough and there was maybe an inch in between them (we were then thankful he was in front of us and not behind). When we got to the window we could not hear a word the man behind the counter was saying. There is the typical glass/plastic division but the station is so loud and the man so far back from the counter (and short me had to stand on my tippy toes just to get an ear semi close to the circular cut out in the window) that Rebecca and I both looked at each other with hopes that the other had developed bionic ears. The man informed us that the train we wanted wasn't available for some time and then tried to get us to leave by handing us something to read, Rebecca inquired more into the fact that we couldn't go where we needed to go and he then told us that no AC cars were left. We quickly informed him that we did not need AC and only wished to purchase a ticket to where we wanted to go. Well we only were able to purchase one of the two tickets as he fanned us away with his hand and told us to book a bus for the rest of the way.

Needless to say it was an eventful day and tomorrow we leave to the tip of India and should arrive Friday morning, wish us luck :)