My favorite thing about Pune, is leaving town for the weekend. As much as I like this amazing city, the noise, the pollution, and the constant hustle get to me after a while. I’m just not used to it and as anyone who’s been here will tell you, India is relentless. So taking a break and leaving the city for the weekend is always a good idea.
One of my dear friends, someone who was really there for me at a time in my life when I needed him, has long since retired and left the U.S. for Asia. I remember when I met Barry that he would leave, and in fact did leave, for an ashram in India every year. But I was 18 years old at the time, Yoga studios did not adorn every town, and Eastern culture was somewhat obscure and synonymous with hippies — an era of my life yet to come — so I had no idea what he was talking about.