Hospitality

Hospitality in this country is indescribable. Everywhere we go, we are served on trays, called Sir and Madam, and basically treated like royalty. Praerna's uncle and family whom we ate with in Pune gave each of us parting gifts - shirts for G and Mike, and a beautiful little purple beaded bracelet for me. Then this morning as we were leaving Auntie Anne's house, she gave me sweet wood earrings and two traditional Maharastran toe rings. What did I do to deserve this? I got an email from Brenna today in which she wrote that she best the hospitality makes anything you ever did for a guest seem terrible, and that's true! I think back to the times I've hosted people.. I didn't treat them a quarter as well as we are being treated here. Of course appropriately enough, the last page of the book I'm reading, Eat, Love, Pray, says that all you can do is say thank you, sincerely and completely, every day. I am definitely thankful.