Monday, November 28, 2011

In Mysore: The Caboose

There are many trains in India, the railways reportedly occupying more than 40,000 miles of routes from ocean to mountain and everything in between the subcontinent's borders. Still, I've only been on an actual train once in India, having one time taken it to Bangalore in lieu of a car. It's a great way to enjoy the scenery (provided your train isn't packed to the gills). Nonetheless, there's a serious Ashtanga train that makes its way from points across the globe to Mysore and to the doors of the Ashtanga Yoga Institute on which I've taken several rides. And the train has never been so crowded in my experience as it has been on this, my fourth trip along this particular yoga route. I arrived a month plus into the 'Mysore' season, which runs approximately 6 months from October to March/April and the yoga shala is packed. This year, I'm definitely riding the caboose.  I was a part of the 4:30am crew of students by the time I was midway through my last trip to Mysore. My practice time today was.... 8:45am!!! By that hour, a couple hundred students from Europe, the US, South America, Asia and beyond had already gone through their series'. When I arrived there were 20 students still waiting in the foyer. By the time I was done with my practice, I was the last one in the room. Outside, I got the last coconut of the day from the man who serves the post-practice hordes. Actually, I didn't mind one bit. I had plenty of time to get myself ready in the morning, make a SKYPE call home, write and enjoy a tea on the terrace. The room was spacious, I got plenty of attention from teacher and assistants and there were no shouts of 'next' or errant kicks in the head. For at least the next few days, I'll take it.

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