Day 3: New Vrindaban, West Virginia.
After fixing us an incredibly delicious breakfast, Evan suggested we check out this golden palace in the middle of nowhere in West Virginia. It was built by a bunch of guys in their twenties with no building experience to honor their teacher. Evan knew the guy who manages their farm and told us we should try to meet him.
After a tour of the palace, we arrived at the farm just before they were going to have a community meeting about the farm's ability to support the community and an Indian man spoke about village farming in India. We were interested in hearing about this as we wish to have a community farm of our own some day. They invited us to stay for dinner. It was delicious! We had so much fun eating and talking and being in this beautiful place that time slipped away from us. We were invited to stay the night so we pitched our tent in their gated garden. The next morning we joined them for breakfast. Such hospitality and so many smiles! I don't know if I've ever encountered so many happy, relaxed, generous people. And unlike my preconceptions about Hari Krishnas, they seemed just like regular folk. Except maybe happier and friendlier.

We walked around their magnificent rose garden and lotus covered pond one more time, said goodbye to some tame peacocks who wander freely, and headed to Ohio.