Today was just a simple day to relax. We woke up late after we made the decision not to get up for yoga at 6 am when the alarm went off.
It's cold in the mornings so we were too snug in our beds with our warm blankets that we'd hoped had been washed before we came.

Once the sun came over the mountains at about 9am it warned the place almost right away. We ventured down the street past the cows and fruit stalls and the off smell of a cow manure. As soon as you left the ashram gates the street smelled. Funny how they consider cows so sacred that they just let them roam the streets. I'd learned earlier on the trip that the reason that they considered cows so sacred is that in historical times when many mothers died during childbirth, the young would survive off the mothers milk. Fair enough although not too sure how they can stand the street being so smelly. Guess its just one of the many smells of India that the locals are accustomed to.

We ate breakfast at a small cafe that sold some western food. We could have eaten at the ashram but the breakfast offered was noodles and we felt like something more western.
The rest of the day we just relaxed on the grass in the sun. Reading and writing and napping. It was well needed after some of the busy days previous to this.
The day went quite fast and it was again time for the Aarti at sunset. This time we were lucky enough to witness a wedding being blessed by the Swami.
A lovely Indian family made conversation with me and it was nice to share cultures and have them explain some of what the Swami was saying. I have found that many Indians are very kind natured and polite. Especially the children. Some are keen to get a picture with me as if it is very rare to see a white person. They say thank you and ask my name and where I am from. I admire them for being able to speak and understand 2 languages at such a young age.