housekeeping items
As usual, life is moving way too fast for me to experience, process, document, and record on this handy web log in a timely fashion. So let me take a few minutes to catch up on some things that I haven't had a chance to write about yet (before I jump into my time in Morocco, which is really what is mostly on my mind). I went to a yoga class. Casual, right? Except it was in a family friend's home studio, and ALL IN FRENCH. Not so casual anymore. I'm not exactly a yoga guru, but I love it, and I figured I could keep up by following the instructors so I was thrilled to go. When I arrived, they greeted me with a smile, told me to take off my shoes, and handed me a mat. The class began, and the very first thing the instructors (a husband and wife couple, by the way) said was close your eyes. Well, there goes my last resort. Either I learn French really quickly, or I look like a fool. Not that that leaves me much of a choic...