Day One of Oneness

So I wouldn't exactly call it brainwashing... but Yogaville makes is very easy for you to fall in love with the place, lifestyle, teachings, and people there. So much in love that you may return to reality and feel like you're being called to return there and live there forever and ever and ever. 

But let's start at the beginning...

Lesson #1: Asians don't pack light. This is just embarrassing.

Lesson #2: Yerin and I are disgusting. Also, coffee and gum are essential for long drives.

So, we packed up our bags and drove the three-ish hours to Yogaville on Friday, but not before getting some Indian food!

Holler.

When we finally get there, we check in and head straight to orientation - unfortunately we missed our first yoga class because orientation went over the time limit, so we went to check out our room.

Yerin and I opted for a private room, but they have dorm-style housing and you can choose to camp there too. But, we're evil and we decided it would be best to have a private room so we can get away from the crazies if we had to.

The room came with reading material and a photo of dear Sri Swami Satchidananda.

It was too much for the Yerinator, who didn't feel quite right eating the chips we smuggled in with him watching...

Since we had some time to kill before dinner, we hiked to the Lotus, a giant WTSM building on the property that was about a mile away from where we were staying.

Thar she blows! Yerin's getting it with some yoga-ing during our hike.

Somewhere between the hike and dinner, I read a random pamphlet on the food they serve there and it somehow transformed me into a full-blown Yogaville groupie. I somehow lost it and decided I was going to live at Yogaville forever.

The first night, they illuminated the Lotus, so we went back to check out the inside, where they featured different religions.

Yerin found this quote that basically summed up what was happening to me.

So, at the end of night one, I was totally drinking the kool-aid at Yogaville.