Here in Arambol, I can induldge in reiki, crystal healing, at least six different flavours of yoga, tai-chi, colon clensing (sounds messy! - and if you're not suposed to drink the local water, should you be letting someone push it up up your bum ?), satsang, breathing workshops, emotional release therapy, Tibetan body pulsing (whatever that is), chakra balancing, colour therapy and my personal favorite; "tachyon healing" .....amongst many others.
I can also find some dreadlocked hippy on every corner who is not only keen to tell me about the benefits of a raw, organic, vegan diet, they'll also happily sell me one as well.
I've also had a conversation with an astonishingly pretty young lady with a very strange accent who told be in all sincerity that she believes in "positive energy".
Apparently, there was some unnamed Japanese fella' who spent an hour telling a cup of water how much he hates it and swearing at it and then he put it in a freezer and taking photographs as the water froze.
He then got another cup of water and said nice things to it and told it how much he loved it for an hour before freezing that one and photographing it as the ice crystals formed.
Amazingly, the crystals were different and that proves the existance of "Positive energy"...apparently....and as we're made of 90% water, it's bound to have an effect on us....
I did ask about consistecy of results, repeatability, peer review of results and the nature of "positive energy" but predictably, I was greated with a blank stare.
Undetered by my obvious skepticism, she then told me that her father had had a lump that was "probably cancer" cured by a faith healer.
Suitably impressed, I asked where the lump was and wasn't exactly shocked to hear that it was on a tendon.
The conversation went of at a tangent about herbalism (Some amazing folk knowledge mixed with a lot of BS) and came back to me saying that the conditions with the highest number of folk remedies were those that tend to resolve sponaneously like warts and ganglions (lumps on tendons) precicely because they will at some point resolve and Johnny charlatan can claim a success - think bash it with a bible of rub liver on it and burry the liver in the garden.
Was there a recognition of the fact that I was refering to a lump that was "probably cancer" ?
There was not...
To top it all, I spoke to "pirate hippy" and despite his home counties accent, he goes by the name of "Gopall". Oh dear !!!!
As a result of all this, my personal B---S---o'meter is currently maxed out and off the scale and I think it's time for an injection of fishing related normality and an associated trip to the hills in search of stunning senery, wildlife and big fish.
Last time out, I managed to sneak up on spotted deer in a coracle and had five wild elephants come down for a drink on the far bank of the river whilst I was preparing dinner. The cream on the cake would be to see one of the big cats. There are leopards about and as of last year tigers have apparently taken up residence in the forrest on the far bank of the river wich is conected to a national park by a wooded coridor. Oh and snakes, lots and lots of snakes, from the fiesty little 2 footer that we had in camp on the fist visit to the big 8 foot beasties that lurk in the rice fields.
My only concern is the weather up in the hills. It's unseasonably clear and cool here at the moment with people going out in jeans and a jacket at night and me and Scott having to wear a fleece on the beach at night (OK so we're in shorts and bare feet but it's still cooler than normal) so it might be distinctly cold in the mountains.
When I'm out and about, I'll be away from such luxuries as electricity, running water and basic sanitation so the internet will also be off the agenda.
No doubt I'll get in touch from town but it might be infrequent.
Can't wait !