Imagine this huge crowd of glazed-eyed yogi's, hunchbacked, dripping in their own sweat, dragging their two wet towels with all their strength they can manage, clutching their soaked mat, while they move slowly through the exit of the studio, to their individual cubbies. Yes everyone, this is what I get to experience twice daily!
Last night we were up until 2am watching a 3hour Bollywood film. Just as I had feared, I am now being made to sit through these films. I really just dont get it, it must be a culture-thing because my brother-in-law from Mauritius loves them too. Bikram had the sound sooooooo loud, I was thankful for my earplugs, but my god, how we all suffered. My sister ended up laying on the floor with her head tucked under the chair. It started to look like a war-zone, with all these bodies on the floor or curled up in any posture they can sleep in. I've come to the conclusion that I have no choice but suffer through these films, who knows, I could end up really enjoying them( I think its a conspiracy)!
Im off to my second class of the day and hope for a better one than this morning. Bye for now!
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