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"A moose!" exclaimed my 10-year-old son Matt, "A real moose! We screeched to a halt along the side of the road in Grand Teton National Park..." (read more)

It's a joy to recall what we did on your Textiles and Wildlife tour!  We did so much, so fast, in so many places that your expertise and thoughtfulness made our trip informed, relaxed, flexible and, from textiles to tigers, terrific fun! When people ask about India I cannot answer succinctly: there is just too much to say. In recalling some of my memories, I stammer verbosely about the enormity, diversity, and immediacy of life in India and yet how, underneath and unspoken, there is a feeling of acceptance and peace. That is what I felt. But what I saw, over and over again, was transformation from dark to light: the weaver crouched in his earthen room weaving lustrous gold and turquoise silk; the Bengalese women arched gracefully over the emerald green in their butterfly spectrum of saffron, scarlet, and crimson saris; the silver shrouded pyre burning orange into the black of night; the starry candles bobbing peacefully away, white light floating towards eternity. And, rising from the murky depths, the lotus blooming full face towards the sun. India for me is as intriguing as tying a sari . . .  at once beautiful and confounding!  But most of all, what we shared, is unforgettable.  Before I left a friend gave me a tiny book of Indian poetry, Gitanjali Song Offerings by Rabindranath Tagore. She said he was famous. I'd never heard of him. I read it when I got home: When I go from hence let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable. I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotus that expands on the ocean of light, and thus I am blessed--let this be my parting word.

~ Kitsie