A Pichvai showing Krishna the god of love

I’ve learned things rarely go as planned, especially on buying trips. Joe and I searched for Pichvais all day and returned to our hotel with nothing. We went where we were directed and came up empty-handed. The only thing that remains conclusive is we are in the wrong place.

Knowing where not to look

Claudia reassured me over the phone that this sort of certainty is not without value. “Now, we know where not to look,” she said. I agree; however, the heroic, romantic part of me wanted to report to her triumphantly.

Scouting is an art that contains more than just a good deal of luck. One has to be brave, confident, relentless, and perhaps stubborn at times. I believe the necessary attributes are not inborn; they are practiced until they become natural. I must still be in the conditioning phase. I hope my turn comes soon.

Joe asking Sadhu if we are in the right place