Someone in the neighborhood had gotten two giant speakers. They were on the rooftop next to the temple at full range--funny to meditate to blasting rock-n-roll first thing in the morning. Asked an orange-robed man about their service program. Yes, it too is available. Homework when I get back. Both places exist in San Francisco.
|The man from under the tree.|
|Nice bench area facing the garden|
While driving home, there was the almost naked man sitting under a stop light, the man with no legs sitting on a small 4 -wheeled trolley pushing himself down the street with his bedroll, the families living on the side of the road, the two elephants standing outside an entrance to a celebration, on and on.
The Mother Teresa House has the cleanest toilet I have experienced, since being in India from the very first day. It was a relief not to need a strategy for what not to touch while using the bathroom--even soap in the soap dish. While traveling, it was a remarkable experience in itself using the public restrooms. Our bodies really must have a lot of resilience for disease even though I can see how third world countries foster diseases at a high level. Even when the facilities are in place, the culture appears to not grasp how to keep them clean. I can understand how Gandhi had his work cut out for him while trying to improve sanitation in India.