"I TRIED THE SQUAT TOILETS. FAIL."

i was a half hour late for a guest lecturer.

it was one of the most rude things you can do and i had been warned against it many times. 

on the bus to the Buddhist monastery i fall asleep and the professors talk about me but i'm to tired to listen. i wish we had taken a taxi.

we were late to meet the head of the monastery. he was an older man and fit the part. it was beautiful and we were all on our best behavior. he gave us prayer beads and seemed like a nice guy. i was going to ask about tibet but forgot or lost the nerve.

we sat outside and wished they sold beers. we talked about nothing and were bored in the good way.

the monks invited us to pray with them and we did. it was moving and no one looked at each other so we wouldn't laugh. we prayer for an hour and one of the monks kept looking at me like he could sense the bad karma. i think the language barrier is making me paranoid.   

dinner was served about an hour after we got there. we got beer wand waited. we ate duck and mocked each other mercilessly. one of professor's friends came. we talked and she was unimpressed. she asked questions about us while we were sitting there. eventually we completely ignored her.   

cabs still wont pick us up so we hung out outside of the restaurant and people took pictures of us without asking. the cab ride we talked about the chances of sex on the trip.

i think its already happening but i don't say anything.

no one else on the trip watches i love money. 

i fall asleep wondering where i am and hoping the office season finally will be worth the wait.