Eat Eat Love

This should be the title of my blog. Elizabeth whatever went to India for spiritual enlightenment and to Italy to eat. After India, I am certainly in good spirits but definitely not any lighter.

My whole time in India I had only one meal that I did not absolutely love. So I ate and ate as if I were training for something. The all you can eat thalis (for a dollar) used to lay me up for the rest of the day. But by the end of my trip I could eat such a large amount of food that I thought I would have to roll myself home but then I would feel fine. On the way to India I thought Air India fed us way too much all the time food nonstop it was ridiculous. On the way home I could not get from breakfast to lunch without feeling like I was starving! I was peering up and down the isles thinking where is the food cart they can’t possibly not realize that it has been four (four!) hours since our last meal!

So I ate and ate and my belly grew and grew, and I cut my hair shorter and shorter. And then I broke down and bought yoga bloomers which look like diapers. Is this image making you think of Buddha?! ME TOO! Maybe I was eating my way to enlightenment!

So I ate and ate and loved it. And I ended my stay here with another love – eve. For our tenth anniversary I planned this Indian vacation to be the vacation of our lives. I planned and planned and splurged on a few things because heck – 10 years! I wanted it to be special. As I planned and planned (which was dumb because I knew nothing would be as planned anyway) and spent our money, I couldn’t help it – I let eve on my secret – our tenth anniversary trip. And you’ll never believe what she said. She said “Uh – okay - but it’s our 9 year anniversary you know.”

Shitiot! Well – we still had the vacation of our lives, a celebration of India, food, and love. I might be a little closer to enlightenment since I look like a Buddha and next year for the real ten years – well, there’s always Italy!