It's Wednesday morning. The sky is still cloudy and it's colder than usual. Our dhobi forgot to bring our clean clothes back yesterday and take the last ones. He showed up this morning; let's hope he can get the dirty things clean and dry to return to us before we depart on Friday.
We usually eat out in the bazaar on Wednesday evenings, but tonight we are invited to the home of a staff member. The husband was one of our students back in the 1970s; he and his wife both have worked here for many years now. It's always a pleasure to reconnect with them. They live at the Hanifl Centre, about a 10-15 minute walk east on Tehri Road.
I was saddened this morning to receive news of the death of one of my childhood friends. She had been fighting cancer for the past four or five years, so it was not unexpected, but I will miss her. This is countered by good news from another friend whose surgery for colon cancer appears successful.
Dan has enjoyed his teaching of a few violinists at The Doon School. Tomorrow he and some other teachers are taking 14 Woodstock students down to play for them and to do a few Suzuki numbers together. It should be a fun trip!
We need to pull out the trunks from under the beds and begin packing up. How do we accumulate so much stuff here? Kitchen and household items, Indian clothing, a few books... I'll try to photograph the packing process this time.
We usually eat out in the bazaar on Wednesday evenings, but tonight we are invited to the home of a staff member. The husband was one of our students back in the 1970s; he and his wife both have worked here for many years now. It's always a pleasure to reconnect with them. They live at the Hanifl Centre, about a 10-15 minute walk east on Tehri Road.
I was saddened this morning to receive news of the death of one of my childhood friends. She had been fighting cancer for the past four or five years, so it was not unexpected, but I will miss her. This is countered by good news from another friend whose surgery for colon cancer appears successful.
Dan has enjoyed his teaching of a few violinists at The Doon School. Tomorrow he and some other teachers are taking 14 Woodstock students down to play for them and to do a few Suzuki numbers together. It should be a fun trip!
We need to pull out the trunks from under the beds and begin packing up. How do we accumulate so much stuff here? Kitchen and household items, Indian clothing, a few books... I'll try to photograph the packing process this time.
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