Prior to my trip, I was excited to tell a longtime friend and fellow meditator I was heading to India for the once-every 12 year spiritual festival Kumbh Mela. He was less than enthusiastic.
“I dunno man. I have a friend who went. He said India is like a birthday cake in the back of a pickup truck.”
He was not wrong. It was a little like that. That being said, I like both the cake and the truck, and I owe my life to meditation, so off I went. The next few entries will be dedicated to describing that trip.
There will be visual aids.