I am now sitting in a coffeeshop in Bozeman, Montana. I arrived in Bozeman last night, after a rough and, frankly, terrifying drive through North Dakota and eastern Montana that took all of yesterday. It was snowing quite a bit and the interstate was covered in many places with ice and sleet and slush--at least, I think that's what you call that mixture of snow/ice and mud; looks pretty harmless, until you try to drive over it. That, combined with wind and drifting snow, sent my little Mitsubishi fish-tailing a few times on the road, and it was all I could do to try to maintain control of the car, and not let the vehicle drift off like a leave in a storm (Moral of the story: Four-wheel drive vehicles are better for driving through snow.).
Anyway, I won't bore you anymore with the details of yesterday's journey's road conditions. At any rate, I woke up this morning, and was rewarded with a beautiful view of the mountains of Montana from my hotel:
I also did some yoga this morning. I went to Down to Earth Yoga in downtown Bozeman for self-practice. It's called "self-practice" and not "Mysore practice", because Randa, the teacher who runs the studio, is away in India studying with Lino Miele. So there was no teacher adjusting or assisting people. It was just me and two other people doing primary series at our own pace. It was a very nice and calming practice. Here's how the practice space looks like:
Here's a close-up of the pictures of Ganesh and Guruji at the front of the practice space:
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