tricky river Ganga

That river Ganga sure has a sense of humour.
This morning I went down the hill to sell a book at the bookstore. I went nice and early so I could get back before the heat got too unbearable (what do you do when you are stuck at the bottom of the hill at 2:30 and you have a 15 minute hike straight up in full sunlight ahead of you? sit down in the shade and drink lassis until the sun goes down. haha) .
No, anyway, my story.... After I left the bookstore I went to the beach to say hello to the river. So i was crouched down on a rock in the river with my shoes off, dangling my toes a bit. While I was there i dug something out of my bag but thought nothing of it.
Then I climbed all the way back up the hill, already it was getting quite hot. When I got home I went to give the manager some money for something, and my wallet was gone. Ah well, I dug through everything. Gone. So it was either the bookstore or the river rock. I thought the greatest probability was that it fell out at the river when i dug something else out of my bag. So I went there first.
The river has tricky ways of getting you to get in her. My toes were not enough apparently. I pulled off my shoes and waded in. The water was quite deep around the rock where i had been sitting. I waded in chest deep, feeling around with my toes in the sand under this silly rock. Nothing. It wasn't there. Or if it was, it was carried downstream and gone.
The water was icey and lovely to get into on such a hot day. I was happy to be in her cool waters. Then I climbed out, tied up my shoelaces and headed to the bookstore, dripping wet. This is not an uncommon sight in Rishikesh. You often see visitors dripping wet from their dip in the holy Ganga. In this weather, hot and dry, you are dry in no time. and in fact, i was, by the time i finally got home at 11:30.
The bookstore did have my wallet, which was a relief. And all the money inside (about 4 days worth living expenses, 40 dollars). What a bunch of sweethearts.
Leaving the store i didn't forget to make good on my promise that i made to gods on my way to the bookstore. I promised that if my wallet was found, that i would give 100 rupees to each of the beggars at the bridge when I went by. So i did that and trudged back up the hill to home.

So i got a bit too much sun exposure today. Feeling a little woozy.
Going to go home now and rest.