Friday, February 14, 2014

Caught in my underpants.

Staying at my friend's house in the suburbs of Paris, there was a flatmate I hadn't met yet.  He chose to come trundling down the stairs and into the living room just while I was in the middle of my Virabhadrasana B.  Well, what a shock for him!  To see a stranger in the middle of your living room in their underpants doing yoga...  Well it was time for his coffee. 

In the end he took it like a champ, and I had a great three days there in Paris and surrounds.  It was great catching up with my old workmates, revisiting old haunts, and experiencing the smells of an old life.

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