I know, I know… it’s all about me. But, heck – that’s all there is right now. Me and the road… and my peeps who take succccccccch good care of me. I got up this morning, put on my yoga gear, and went down by the pool for some breakfast (before Bikram, not good…). Anyway —– my café team was all excited to see me. All excited. ‘My table’ had been reserved looking out over the pool. ‘My breakfast’ was quickly ordered without me asking for it (some uppatum, a masala dosa, and a strong South Indian coffee with Splenda). I don’t know how they do it… how they remember all these things… Of course it was difficult to eat breakfast – with all the visitors dropping by to catch up with me… everyone wanting to know where I had travelled from, what the food was like in China, etc. It’s good to be home.
