PS

To get a sense of Buddha's birthplace, imagine being in a baking hot
agricultural desert--outside of Boise or Redding--on a burn day when
the sun at its apex is a dull, reddish-orange disk, but crank up the
intensity 15% and throw in a population of people ascinated by your
unique skin and hair color that carries the assumption of
inexhaustable material wealth.
Not to be mean and callus, but by the fifth time a chubby kid peels
itself up from a shady post littered with chocolate and cheez-o
wrappers to come ask me for money or chocolate, I'm less caring than
the little I was to begin with.