It's been two years since I've traveled to India, however, why hasn't it called me back? These are the things I wonder about, but the things I loved about it, staring out at the Holy Ganga River, hearing spiritual music down below in my hotel. The food is like nothing I've ever experienced, and I grew accustomed to, that I actually became depressed with thought of eating American food. Incense is abound everywhere. Some of the most purest, most invigorating, hypnotic incense is from India. Miss you India, forever my heart.
