day 66 I’m grateful for not giving up on this practice, even when it’s tough or I skip days. For working from bed, mid afternoon coffee and evening sushi. For quiet evenings of introspection. For feeling proud of New Zealand, even on dark days the news of our communities coming together brings me so much hope. For supportive, kind, thoughtful & honest friendships & relationships. For last minute travel changes and wonderful company. For the future dog I will adopt.. one day. For calls with my mum, for family, for having the people I do. (Picture: throwback to last weeks Oaxaca)
So, after a delicious few days spent in Tirana devouring everything in sight (p.s Albania ?? has just made top of my list for underrated countries on the European continent.. like France or Italy, but way more chilled and less tourism) Now we are in Sarande in the very south of Albania, close to the Greek border. Much more of a Greek feel than the north with delicious food and crystal clear waters… I love this place
Life continues on at it's usual place in this holy city where everything is a yoga ashram. Despite years of yoga practice, it is writing, not yoga, that has brought me here, and writing is how I spend almost all of my time. Rishikesh is a special city nestled in the gateway to the Himalayas and perched on the banks of the Ganges. I'm based in a part of the city a little north of the usual tourist traps and hustle. Monkeys spring across my balcony each morning and arti happen twice daily at the Ganges. This is the first part of India I've been where I could happily live.
Life in Portugal is involving living on 17hectares of gorgeous forest, enjoying all day hot sunshine, learning about permaculture, eating organic food grown here and wandering across this aqueduct for evening yoga classes in the forest clearing. (Then I squirrel away to my laptop to write marketing reports for clients.. Just for some contrast!)