aumshantih

Namashkar.
I'm back in one piece. The flight to Boston was uneventful, if a bit long.
I'm going to unpack and try to get my digestive system back into order.
I'm looking forward to my shower, my waterbed, and my neti pot.

Ironically, I forgot to bring my jala neti gear to Kolkata with me. I didn't think it would be a big deal, considering that jala neti yoga originated in the subcontinent. I'd just pick up another one while I was there, I thought. A nice copper one, which would properly channel pranic energy, or some such. But after two weeks of looking, I was totally unable to find one. I got blanked looked stares from pharmacists, and even freaking ayurvedic shops, when I asked for one. (The ayurvedic stores seemed to like to sell you a lot of pills and oils and ointments, not um, actual yoga gear that, y'know, works.) I ended up using an old cracked teapot courtesy of one of my dear aunts, and that got me through. You'd think Indians would rediscover this technique, and pronto - the air quality there is so abyssmal, it would really help with sinus and breathing issues.

Anyways, shower and then bed.