Our night was spent in monastic retreat. We practiced breathing with both our lungs: east and west.
After dining with Chris and Luke, the Student and her little dog too, Chris, Luke and I joined the night train along with Kyle and Brent.
One never can quite tell where the night train is going to stop.
On Friday, it stopped at the Franciscan Monastery and the Eastern Catholic Monastery. The West lung followed by the East.
