Living in a Hare Krishna hotel
Did you know that I grew up in an ex Hare Krishna hotel?
That’s right till I was 12 I grew up in a home that was previously a Harw Krishna Hotel! It was stucco over brick with Spanish arches, a huge yard and many rooms. We just needed to transform the incense room into a living room. Our living room had an anthracite heater which ran on coal. Many a winter mornings my siblings and I would huddle next to the heater and get dressed. Growing up in this large house I never understood why the number 5 was etched onto my brother’s bedroom door. Our garden was magnificent and a magical place where I could get lost. My favorite trees were the large blue round leaf eucalyptus tree, fig trees, plum trees, a tea tree and 2 massive Jacaranda trees that would rain purple snow on us. We would climb the roof of the maid’s room to reach all the figs and plums. A favorite pastime was throwing the plumb pits onto the tin roof making the most incredible plinking sound. This was all before the electronics era when life was slow and very simple and we’d have to amuse ourselves for hours. We would climb our maid’s room roof onto the adjacent building, climb over to another building next door and climb up the fire excape. At the very top we would see the water tower, indicating that we actually managed to see the end of our world. I never knew there was a real world beyond Yeoville, Johannesburg. Seeing the water tower was the end of the world that I knew, and being able to see it made me feel very powerful. Kind of like the king of the castle. Funny I live 8085 miles away 🙂