Yes, good thing DO come to those who wait. I went to a self-practice ashtanga yoga class this morning at Yoga Junction in Finsbury Park. Thank you, Dan, for managing the morning boy routine so I could go. Only a five minute walk and a five minute bus ride away. My teacher was Nigel, and he was wonderful. He made only a few adjustments as he was familiarizing himself with my practice, but the ones he made were just right. I cannot say how exhilarated I was to be in a naturally lit, quiet studio practicing with others. I smiled to myself as I watched the sweat drip off my nose and down onto my mat. Let's hope I detoxed some more of my cold! And some further news - Nigel (who interestingly lives down the road from us) said they are likely moving the studio to Crouch End this year. Dare I even wish?
On the walk home I stopped into Loukia's for an almond croissant to have with my morning coffee (which I'm eating as I write, and let me tell you, savoring every last crumb). There is something so satisfying and magical to me about a European city waking up - the shop gates going up, the streets filling with people, the smells wafting out of the cafes. What a pleasure. Namaste, friends.