Sura and I are up in the mountains house hunting. Not office hunting. The Greens never had their office in an office. It was frustrating because we wanted Hunnas and its literally a one-horse town. After a fruitless search that took up down weird, dark lanes, a little time out when we had to extract a vehicle from the brink of a precipice with half the town helping, we had had enough. None of the locations felt right and for us the vibe is everything. Went into a small shop that was selling fresh cow’s milk. The charming old lady running the joint listened to our house hunting woes and said, “ah I know a place” and calls out to a tuk driver to take one of our colleagues there to check. No cigar but then, the driver casually mentions that he has a house vacant if we would like to see it. Well, we had nothing to loose and went up the mountain with him – straight to our future home. The feeling that this was where we belong was instantaneous. Bandu and his family were absolutely charming, beautiful people. We were hooked. It was a really happy end to a brutally frustrating day. What a break!