Georgetown, Guyana
The coastal
road in Guyana is rather decent. I met the engineer four years ago when it was
freshly being paved. He happened to be a guy from Hamilton in Canada and he was
an East Indian Hindu. Nice guy! The secondary or residential roads are another story.
They are holey as holey could be. (“Holey” as in potholes). With the monsoons
being what they are right now those fairly large moon craters collect rain
water, hence you have the dynamic “It was pouring cats and dogs and I was stepping
into puddles”.
There is a seawall as a safe haven which has
few cavities, although I discovered it to be somewhat unholy. The other evening
when we climbed up the top of the wall a man on the other side of the wall was
just pulling up his pants next to his girlfriend. I found it a little odd. Then
further on other brahmacharis and I noticed numerous cars parked next to the
seawall. They were not empty, so I figured it out that at this time of day it
might not be the best route for a group of monks. This is lovers lane.
Now, this evening my
host Khemraj hosted major satsang gathering at his green painted house. The principle
highlight for the evening was the hard-worked-at drama ”Gita Concise” with the
youth. Each member of the cast was new at stage presence yet when they stepped
up on the riser with lights pouring over them and grand music (permission
allowed) to fill the space, I was super proud of them. Krishna’s message got
out there in a beautiful and as classy way as possible.
“Well done” I thought, “well done”!
4 KM
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