The parties were ad idem on this important point.

I felt a strong inclination to find a cave or hermitage and retire there from the mad world, hoping no doubt to find some peace from the yatterings of the mind crazy with greed, hatred, and delusion.

I’m lucky to visit the thatched-bamboo primary school of a Khmu village (Laos has around 50 ethnic groups) where pupils quietly study a blackboard displaying English words, such as “dust pan,” “CD player” and “rubbish bin.”

They gazed at the stars for hours.