An Authentic Life 1.1 for pdf - Universalist Radha-Krishnaism

was raining, but we managed to get a ride to Tampa,
where we spent a short while before going to Miami.
We pulled into Miami in the back of a pickup
truck full of greasy engine parts. We were left off in
Coconut Grove, and we lay in the grass in front of a
restaurant. We could hardly stay awake and went to a
park by the ocean to sleep.
When we awoke in the morning, a cop was
there. He told us it was illegal to sleep in the park, but
he didn’t believe in bothering people for victimless
crimes. He was quite friendly. Later in the day, as we
walked through town. A cop car stopped us, and they
advised us not to go the way we were headed because
there was a black ghetto ahead where there would
surely be trouble. They gave us a ride to where we
were going. These Miami police were the nicest cops
we ever met.
That night, we walked out of town and came to
a church. The church board was meeting. We went in
and explained we were mendicant Hindu monks
traveling and preaching. One of the board members
offered to put us up at a motel where he had a business
account. He drove us there after the meeting, got
us a room and credit at the restaurant. We were very
thankful.
We spent the next night on Miami Beach in a
cabana behind a hotel. A couple of cops woke us in
the middle of the night. They said, "A hurricane is
coming we're evacuating the beach." After questioning
us, one of the cops drove us to the Salvation Army
in Miami. It was an awful place full of drunk dere-
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