To all the ships at sea (that means everybody), both JoAnne and I know two magnificent, beautiful, lovely people. Not that its important, but they were both born and reered in Poland (which by the way is one of my favorite countries to visit). Beautiful men, women, food, vodka (I haven’t had a drink in almost 3 years, i will not be having a drink until I get to heaven, or hell.) One day at a time. Both Mirek and Joanna have one minor problem, they are workaholics on steroids. I thought I worked hard… compared to them I am a lazy person. Joanna works for MSC and is high up on the food chain. Mirek is managing several buildings in the afulent suburbs of New Jersey. Great photographer by the way.

We very rarely have an opportunity to spend time together because of their amazing work ethic. Yesterday, Joanna came up with an idea to go to Himalayan Institute. Because it was Joannas idea, I went along with it. It would have not been my first choice. My first choice would’ve been gray towers, closer, easier and I know it like the back of my hand. Boy am I glad we went to the Himalayan institute, it was F’n awesome.

For purposes of this blog, I mentioned to my assistant that 40 years ago I may have called something like the institute a cult, and boy would I be wrong, it’s not a cult. We met amazing people, had an amazing lunch. It was just wonderful.

If you have a camera, or a IPhone and would like to go and spend a day, I recommend the Himalayan Institute.

The first few photos were from a farmers market in Calicoon.