Indelible Adventures

This week I attended a beginner yoga class!    But to be completely honest I have been to a yoga class or two prior to this one.  It was early in the summer before I headed out on my adventure to Italy.   So I knew what to expect, well sort of.   When I say beginner class…OMG (what’s the level before yoga 101 again?)  Yeah that one!  That’s the one that I attended this week. Breath lad, breath – remember it’s not competitive…perhaps that’s my problem with yoga?   Early in the summer in my initial yoga experience the instructor was an indecipherable middle-aged Indian fellow who was a flexible as an elastic band, and with the heart and patience of a saint.  As I recall he smiled non-stop for the entire hour as he glided effortlessly around the hall talking, coaxing and encouraging all of the participants into the right postures.  I remember coming away from the class extremely relaxed and even a ...

Soon after arriving back in Darwin following my year backpacking it became pretty obvious that I needed some form of transportation.   Initially I was staying with a mate of mine whom I had taught with at the local high school for some three years prior to me going overseas.  He was also the one who picked me up from the airport with a “slab of green cans” (24 cans of Victoria Bitter beer), which we (yes, more than just two of us) polished off rather too quickly in celebration of my return.   So after making short work of the said ale, we decided that our next stop should be the local casino where we should party all night long…not sure what we were thinking but a young mind with too much alcohol is a dangerous thing…clearly! The next morning (did I actually sleep or just think I did?) nursing the hangover of the century he somehow had convinced me the previous night to go fishing (which I officially hate…perhaps hate is too strong a term, so ho...

This past weekend Sami and I spent the weekend in New York City.  It had been planned since early in the summer when I had taken Zach on a “boys weekend” away.  Quintessential Sami....breakfast at a neighborhood diner Sami had decided to spend two months at sleep away camp this past summer (clearly she loves seeing her friends from all over North America, the independence of two months away and the array of cool wilderness activities).   I drove her up to camp (3.5 hour drive north from Toronto into Algonquin National Park ) and when I discovered that I she had to be at camp on Thursday afternoon I asked Zach what he wanted to do for the weekend…I think my actual words were “what do you think about a boys weekend away?”.   He jumped at the opportunity, so I said it’s up to you – we can go anywhere in North America.   After a little thinking he came back with Washington DC so we could museum hop. On finding out the news...