Busier then I thought...

So let me TRY and recap the past two days. Some stories will have to be shortened due to my exhaustion. Let me begin with the horrors of...THE FLIGHT.

It seems the older I get, the more afraid I am of turbulence. So needless to say, I was not thrilled to be leaving my second leg from Hot-lanta, where it was windy and stormy with remements of Storm Fay. Also I was on a tiny plane, one small step up from puddle jumper. I of course, being the genius flyer that I am, checked out the seating plan on line and chose not only an exit row for maximum space-age, SECOND exit row cause those fools in front of me can't move their seats back, AND no one sitting next to me. SCORE! Now they come around to have us verbally confirm that in case of an emergency we feel confident enough to help our fellow passengers. As a normal, intelligent human being I answer, "yes". They move onto the other people around me and we hear answers such as "I'll do my best, but I'll be scared" and "I'll just toss them out one by one!" as well as "I'll just get the hell off the plane!". No, I am not kidding. You could tell the steward was unsure on how to proceed. PEOPLE JUST SAY YES and be DONE WITH IT! I'll tell you this, had we crashed I would have just jumped the hell out because society would not be any less without these brilliant folks.

ANYWAY I digress. It was the bumpiest flight on record to date. When the steward came around with drink orders I was truly planning on saying "nothing, please" since I had a bottle of water already. Well RIGHT as he was taking my order a HUGE bump hits and he literally falls into my seat. Now when the STEWARD is falling over, you know there are problems. After that I said, actually, I'll have a chardonnay, thank you very much. There were moments when a woman was yelling "WE'RE GOING DOWN!!!". Again, not a joke. Fun times. Let's just say I had more then just that one wine.

Nearing the end of the flight I start chatting with the men to my left who are both New Yorkers as well, one figherfighter, one cop. MY FAVORITE! Hmm, I wonder if they brought their uniforms...um, anyway. Where was I. They proceed to invite me to their hotel any time after 2pm to join their groups party. They dive in the morning. Leave it to me to hang out with New York folks all the way in Coz. I may stop by later in the week though. They were fun.

Ok this is already too long. Here's a quick recap of what I have done today:

Checked out yoga studio for tomorrow
Had coffee with previous teacher (decaf cappuccino)
Walked 1900 miles in 95 degree heat and a downpour
Got some goods at the grocery store (avocados are INSANELY good)
Beach with previous teacher and yoga student
Dinner and watching some local flava

Big day!

First class tomorrow AM. I'll let you know how it goes.

For now, leaving you with a terribly taped video of myself and mi casa. Excuse the fact that my head is chopped off for the first couple seconds. I'm learning and it's hot. Note: this was taped about 2 minutes prior to entering the house.

Oh and there was a mini gecko in my shower this morning. Don't see those in Manhattan.

I promise pics to come soon.

Ok this is too long. ADIOS!