Instead of yoga, I got up and watched Paris-Roubaix, and saw a thrilling win by Fabian Cancellara. I walked up to see the Collossio markets, I had a nap, I went and visited some friends, and I might have snuck in just a few headstands.
You may have noticed a quiet little post in Spanish mid-week. Well why not? I might post in French soon too. I say let's do it! Give a little colour here.
A friend came over and saw my room the other day. She said "look at your room, you're such an ascetic". I was eating M&Ms at the time, a perfect rebuttal of my supposed asceticism, but really, my room is just what it is. Here's a pic.
I have my bed, my mat, a hammock and a fan. Really I don't think I need anything else. I think my room looks nice, it's certainly the cleanest and nicest smelling room in the house.
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