Back home...

Back home from our crazy trip. Still recovering from the Jet Lag. It was good to see the kids - and breath clean air and drive in sane traffic with no loud beeps and see clean roads and neighborhoods.

We spent the last day there shopping - Ken got a new statue of Krishna. We did get to spend some time with my uncle and aunt - and then the politics start pouring out. Apparently my brother does not approve of my uncle and aunts. All the reasons he gave us for it appeared to me a bit on the lame side - and he really did not give any reasons for not liking my uncle. It was more about how he thought that my aunts did not behave in what he considered appropriate manner. Seeing as they never cost him a dime, and that my uncle has in the past helped him in many ways - I don't see his point - but that's that.

Haven't been back climbing yet. I wonder how I will fare... I am feeling weak already.

The kids were delighted to see us - well Laal more so than Kit. It's good to be back - away from crazy homeland. Can't wait to go climbing again.