It’s 8:30 pm. The soft tapping of my bare feet and the dragging of my mandatory white robe against the sticky wooden floor are the only sounds in the meditation hall. Moments after I lower myself onto my mat, the room goes dark. A white-robed Nepali devotee, wearing his hair pulled
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To the 73 people who opened their home to me during my journey around the world: Back in May, I decided to leave behind my corporate life in America to pursue a passion project: I wanted to circumnavigate the world by couch-surfing through my social network. As you well know,