Today, I became a yoga instructor in a country where 60-70% of the population is Indian or of Indian descent.
It was only yesterday that I was asked to teach a class at the local gym and so I spent the day preparing my lesson and practicing my asanas. It’s been a very long time since I [...]
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Swami Pilgrim in the Land of Piment
Posted in Mauritius, tagged Asana, Culture, Expat, India, Mauritius, Yoga on Thursday, November 5, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Indentured Laborers and Golf
Posted in Mauritius, tagged Beach, Culture, Expat, Golf, Holidays, India, Juneteenth, Mauritius, Sea on Tuesday, November 3, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Yesterday, the 2nd of November, was the 175th anniversary of the Arrival of Indentured Laborers in Mauritius. The day is a national public holiday here and shops and businesses are generally closed for the day.
It’s been raining like absolute mad this past week which is odd for this time of year, but Monday seemed to [...]
Swapping Holidays
Posted in Les Differences, Mauritius, Work, tagged Culture, Expat, Mauritius, Holidays on Friday, October 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
The first thing I thought of this morning when I woke up was that Halloween is tomorrow. And tomorrow is a Saturday. And practically everyone I’ve ever known back in the States will either be at a party, taking the kids out trick-or-treating or cleverly figuring out a way to do both.
I have never been [...]
A soul that’s been cleaned and pressed
Posted in Mauritius, tagged Culture, Expat, French, Home, Mauritius, Religion on Tuesday, October 20, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Growing up as a PK in Minnesota, I learned a lot about patience. Not because it was something that was strongly encouraged as a belief to hold onto during Sunday school sessions, but because as a kid, I practically lived at the church on Sundays, Wednesdays during Lent and major holidays.
There was a gang of us church [...]
Ave Maria and the Buttercream-Colored Girl
Posted in Les Differences, Mauritius, Work, tagged Car, Culture, Expat, Home, Mauritius, Pool Guy, Power, Scooter, Shopping on Tuesday, October 13, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Or ‘How I know I’m not in Minnesota anymore’.
Stop signs are optional.
This was discovered back during the white knuckle days of learning to navigate the streets. There is one particular stop sign in the big city where everybody just kind of rolls on by. I do it, too, but the initial thrill has worn off.
In the beginning [...]
