So a question, I love questions. How was Duncan? This can go either way. It's always up in the air. Let's just say, it wasn't my favorite class of the trip. In fact I bagged out on day two. Three and a half hours seemed like to much of my time if I was going to lose interest again. The first day I did check out about an hour before it was over. It was moving to slow, in my mind I was already wondering what class we were going to take later in the day so I could be sweating like I should be in a yoga class in New York City when its about 105 degrees out. Sweat should be pouring, I didn't even need to change when I left the studio. That irritated me. You know that, right Kirsten?
As a side note, we never did do anything about Sima's eyebrows. They were really just fine. Instead, Sima wanted to take a nap. I went and got my bike from the very surly bellhop. I swear, I think he was annoyed with me. What do I care though, right? So I took my bike and rode to Central Park. I had the most wonderful ride. It was awesome, except I got distracted and forgot to get out at 57th St. I noticed at like 75th or something, so I left the park and had to ride on the streets back to the hotel. A little scary. Also I could hear my phone ringing and dinging the whole time. It was driving me crazy. So I made my way through traffic without any major injurys. I did bang into a cab once, but it was his totally his fault.
When I got back I woke Sima up because we were going to this other class and it was all the way downtown by City Hall. She was in a dead sleep. She rallied though. I actually fell asleep on the subway and drooled all over my mat. When we got to our stop she woke me up with a look of fear in her eyes and pushed me out the door, she kept saying, "We have to get out of here." I had no idea what the problem was. Apparently during my nap there was a not so nice display going on with some crazy guy. I fortunately missed that little peep show.
Anyway, the second class we went to was awesome, it was at this studio called Kula Yoga. The teachers name was David and I highly recommend him. It was really hot and really hard and it was exactly what I wanted out a class. So yeah, it was all good.