This morning before breakfast and the heat of the day settles in, we drive to the trailhead — actually an alleyway that turns into a dirt path — for a short silent hike up to Virupaksha cave. It is here that Sri Ramana Maharshi lived and meditated for more than 20 years from 1899 to 1922.
Hiking back downhill, I feel lighter — almost floating — over the rocks and ruts along the way.
Joining us for dinner at Xxxxxx are Helen, Carly, Robin, Michael and Richard. Our large group necessitates two taxis. While driving in India is generally a loud and chaotic experience, at nighttime it is even more so. On top of that the bright colors emerging from the blackness of the night is spellbinding!