ELIZABETH GILBERT

 I very spontaneously decided to go to the UtsavaMaa festival. It’s so weird how I do things. The woman who used to colour my hair back home in California came to one of my book events last April and I hadn’t seen her in a really long time. I said “What are you up to? What are you doing?” We were just chatting. She said, “I’m going to India in January. I’m going to this women’s festival outside Jodhpur in the