We’ve done it. We’ve passed and survived the penultimate white knuckle challenge; driving in India. Traveling in any vehicle on the road in India is more akin to an extreme sport than a mode of transportation. Janet, my shero, and I finally crossed over to pro status when we rented a motorbike and entered the fast lane in India. Needless to say there is no slow lane, in fact forget about lanes it’s a mad insane free for all, and the biggest always wins. No helmets, no working rear view mirrors other than me telling Janet when a lorry was going to run us off the road from behind, and an ample supply of adrenalin and away we went. Nerves of steel and the sanity of fools but we survived to share our taste of freedom!
We decided to post some of our favorite dieties and pujas before the big upcoming surgery. We’re inviting all the Gods and Goddesses from Thailand to India to join the ‘hip party’ for Janet in the operating theater at Apollo Hospital on February 11. It’s an open invitation and seating will be tight so I will gladly forgo mine to wait outside. 
Patti and I went for our first ocean swim the other day and although it wasn’t like Maui water AT ALL, it felt great to be back in the ocean. Here there are cows walking along the beach, fully clothed Indian men playing in the water and small streams of sewage flowing into the ocean. It’s the best beach and the cleanest water we’ve seen so far and we just could resist getting in - once. Good thing we’re heading to the hospital in a few days….
