Troubles coming and going
Every year my sister and I take a trip to Kripalu. And every year we get lost. It's always within the last 5-10 miles of the trip, so we're generally overly-optimistic about our directional skills.
"oh, we've got it this year!"
"I don't know how we could ever get lost?!"
"We'll be there any minute..."
This year, we took it a step further with an elaborate game that eventually became painfully ironic.
"see that greenhouse! let's remember that for next year so we know we're going the right way"
"oh, the shaker museum. we'll remember that as a signpost"
Unfortunately, 30 minutes later we realized it was the wrong way, and so began the re-citing of all the landmarks...in reverse.
"haha, there's the greenhouse. *now* remember that means the wrong way"
The jokes got a little less bubbly as "5 miles away" became an hour with no lodge in site. But, we persevered (and tried every possible road) and eventually, the distant lights on the hill announced our arrival at the Kripalu Center for Yoga and Health.
To add insult to injury, Kripalu isn't exactly forthcoming about their location. Please note that they possess the absolute smallest entrance sign ever.
I had to stand on top of it before I could read it.
We had a great weekend with lots of relaxing, reading, yoga and yummy food. As we prepared to say farewell to the former monastery for yet another year, we began the ritual of getting at least one good picture of us together to remember the trip. This process can become nearly as arduous as finding Kripalu!
We tried from the nightstand (woops, mostly bon, 1/2 of me)
Overhead (made Bon look sleepy...or drugged)
and my personal favorite, our "Glamour Shot", (which made me laugh so hard I nearly peed)
before finally getting both of us, smiling, fully in a shot.
Can hardly wait for next year!
"oh, we've got it this year!"
"I don't know how we could ever get lost?!"
"We'll be there any minute..."
This year, we took it a step further with an elaborate game that eventually became painfully ironic.
"see that greenhouse! let's remember that for next year so we know we're going the right way"
"oh, the shaker museum. we'll remember that as a signpost"
Unfortunately, 30 minutes later we realized it was the wrong way, and so began the re-citing of all the landmarks...in reverse.
"haha, there's the greenhouse. *now* remember that means the wrong way"
The jokes got a little less bubbly as "5 miles away" became an hour with no lodge in site. But, we persevered (and tried every possible road) and eventually, the distant lights on the hill announced our arrival at the Kripalu Center for Yoga and Health.
To add insult to injury, Kripalu isn't exactly forthcoming about their location. Please note that they possess the absolute smallest entrance sign ever.
I had to stand on top of it before I could read it.
We had a great weekend with lots of relaxing, reading, yoga and yummy food. As we prepared to say farewell to the former monastery for yet another year, we began the ritual of getting at least one good picture of us together to remember the trip. This process can become nearly as arduous as finding Kripalu!
We tried from the nightstand (woops, mostly bon, 1/2 of me)
Overhead (made Bon look sleepy...or drugged)
and my personal favorite, our "Glamour Shot", (which made me laugh so hard I nearly peed)
before finally getting both of us, smiling, fully in a shot.
Can hardly wait for next year!
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