Buenos Aires, Argentina
By the Rivers
The local brahmachari monks, in addition to many friends made, took to a walk along the popular rivers that come to confluence, one of them bearing the name “Tigre.” It was a holiday called “Islas Malvinas,” and in memory of lost lives—remember the Falkland Islands War. So many people were out along the waterfront. We received many mixed reactions, mostly favourable, toward our unique and exotic dhotis,the attire of some of us.
At one spot where two rivers meet, we decided to sit under shady arched vines and have an impromptu chat. We were determined for a ten minute kirtan which was just too much to handle for a couple of local, middle-aged ladies. They let us know, in Spanish of course, that they didn’t approve of our sound which in our estimation was soft and sweet. Meanwhile boats with powerful and boisterous engines were constantly flying by and I guess their “noise” was okay for our two agitated people, who went away in a huff and a puff.
It was a six kilometre trek which began from DakshaVegetarianoRestaurant, and ended there after a loop of a trail. Daksha is the owner and operator of the cozy facility, where she treated forty of us to an amazing gesture of kindness—a grain-less ekadasifeast. What a fine way to end my visit, which included an extensive massage circle at the outdoor section of the café. https://www.instagram.com/p/BqZRbhpgssq/?utm_source=ig_share_sheet&igshid=icd99dlz3316
It was also departure day for a number of us. The walk, the meal were garnished with some tears.
May the Source be with you!
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