This weekend, Tricycle's hometown of New York City was lucky (or big and rich) enough to host His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama. In lieu of his usual barnstorming, His Holiness gave three full days of teachings at a Manhattan landmark, Radio City Music Hall, home of the Rockettes (yes, they're alive and... kicking). Did they welcome him to town with a saffron kick-line? Sadly, no, but Radio City made for a magnificent venue, the huge arched ceiling lit a subtle orange. (Here's a photo from flickr that gives you an idea, despite the biblical scene.)
I've always found there to be a certain jolly energy in the air before and after HHDL events (this is my 4th, if you count the one in central park that I didn't end up getting into up but did show up at). Perhaps that's why waiting in enormous lines to see His Holiness is a somehow pleasant chore.