Getting ready

In Yongshuo

I am in Yongshuo again, “licking my wounds from my time on the countryside” as Rick says. But they are not so much wounds, though my head still hurts from trying to absorb it all.

Maybe there are some wounds, some gashes in my mind, that are leaking thought and passion. And I suppose you could say I am licking my wounds if you are thinking about them in that sense- trying to get every last drop of understanding… I think it is more like the steam that escapes the rice pot… Of course, that might just be because I am hungry.

The rest of my trip is going to be amazing. I will post the specifics as soon as I can get them in written form from Rick so I know that I am not making anything up, or confusing what I am doing where.

I will be in Yongshuo for another couple of days. The comfort of a hotel is much appreciated, and the pleasure of being able to talk to the staff has not escaped me. Of course I was not in such a bad situation during my stay in the village. Yes, there was no internet, and no one in my family spoke English, but I slept on a queen sized bed, in an air-conditioned room, that had a surround sound stereo system and TV…

Ah well, the next portion of my trip will be less comfortable, which I am excited about. That may sound strange, but I mean, how am I supposed to gain any deep understanding, or glimpse the cause of suffering if I am comfortable?!

Alas, I may be biting my tongue in a week.



More to come, though maybe not tonight.

I'll send the postcard tomorrow.