Last night was a complete trip. I was awake on the bus for pretty much the entire time except with nodding off for about 10 minutes and the bus hitting a bump large enough that it felt like we crashed. The dark forest was deep and long but on the other side was a stop that had delicious food. It was a cabbage and chili pokoda. These are little blossoms that are deep fried. I trust almost anything that is deep fried.

The sun is just starting to come up and the view is majestic. On both sides of the road are mountains and running down the middle of it is a rushing river. It’s not flooding its banks but somewhere up stream, it raining pretty heavy. The fog lifting off the water makes it seem like the snapshot of a postcard or a picture in a calendar book. The sky is pink and orange.

While dodging vomit last night as the person directly behind me and the person directly in front of me had both fallen sick, I cover my nose and mouth with my sweatband. I haven’t touched anything on the bus since the kid in front of me threw up on the curtains, the floor and the seat in front of him. Then, the kid behind me threw up on his clothes and had to strip down to his underwear. I am so afraid of catching a plague, fever or flu that I am drinking a ton of water but forgot my hand sanitizer.

A beautiful moment happened in all of this last night while everyone was sleeping though. At our stop the bus conductor help the sick boy clean up his vomit with paper towels. I knew this because they were throwing the dirty newspaper out the bus window. After we got back on the road and the conductor turned off the television, he sat next to boy making sure that he was ok and curled up and feel asleep. I was taken back by this because here I am with all this yogic training and mindfulness and all I was worried about was this boy making me sick instead of making sure that the boy was ok.

I can already tell that this trip with going to teach me a lot about myself in certain situations. Everyone has been really nice to this point. We are getting ready to stop at the first place that has had internet in about 15 hours. It is going to have breakfast and a place to wash up. I’m excited to wash my hands. I’m excited to eat something not out of a bag. I’m most excited to stand up giving relief to my tailbone.