Have you ever felt jet lag? Like real true blue no fucking around jet lag? I have. I’m still in it as a matter of fact but slowly the fog, the headaches and the nausea is fading away. It might sound severe and I’m sure it’s different for everyone but that is how it manifested for this lil yogi. We left beautiful Ubud last Saturday and it couldn’t have been a more beautiful morning. Woke up at 5, groggily gobbled overnight chia oats as I knew the day of travel was going to leave us two vegans tired and very hungry (more on that in a few). Picked up at 6 to arrive at the airport for 7:30.
First flight was reasonable from Bali to Hong Kong which takes approximately 5 hours. We had a bit of a delay (as you do😬) so I took advantage of it and practiced a little yoga. One thing I can say for sure is that I am over what people think when I am out in public. I mean, if it comes down to people staring at me cause I'm stretching my body than really so be it. I can't begin to describe how different I felt after flowing, practicing handstand and doing some planks. My body felt energized and my mind felt clearer and calmer which is exactly the desired affect pre 15 hour flight.
Handstands are ALWAYS a good idea!
Firstly let me say that I love to travel.. I mean I think that's pretty obvious but that doesn't mean I love ALL aspects of travelling. Who does? The line ups, the security, the long flights, and the deplorable airplane food is just some of the frustrations you might encounter but if you are a VEGAN who is also GLUTEN FREE (the mister is celiac and I am intolerant) than the latter problem of the food on airlines is just, well, infuriating; forcing you to squirrel away nuts and seeds, fruit and anything else you can get on an international flight. Airlines will respect if you are a "strict vegetarian" and they will even respect if you eat gluten free but unfortunately they do not recognize the 2 together leaving the 2 of us shit out of luck. I will give Air Canada's staff credit for "feeling bad" and at least trying, but once the tin air bus is up in the air there isn't anything that anyone can do... 15 hours and scant 6 hours of shite sleep later you stumble off the plane, thank your lucky stars that you don't have to wait for baggage (carry on rules)and almost cry tears of joy when you see no line up at security (cause when the F does that happen????), you're both stamped and officially welcomed back to Canada by one of the nicest immigration officials ever and you're home free. Only to get welcomed by freezing rain and -10 weather. Yup, winter is in full affect. My Bali soaked skin is nothing but a distant memory as the Canadian weather and the plane ride zaps all moisture from our bodies. Dehydration is in full swing no matter how much water I drink. Cranky, exhausted, hungry and cold we finally make it home. My sneakers take in ALL of the slush post taxi ride but we made it HOME. I open the door and there he is..the only reason i wanted to come home (That and family, teaching, friends....) SAM.
He makes strange for the first couple of days which breaks my heart but eventually he comes around. He's a good boy.. I love him to bits but he's still a kitty and I feel terrible that we left so long not to mention I leave again in less than 2 months for another month. He won't be pleased so please, mum's the word....
Thankfully I have a full day to integrate back but me being me I reply "I can" without missing a beat when a sub request comes thru next morning. WTF was I thinking? As my jet lag takes a hold of me I leave to teach in a fog beyond fogs but as soon as we get rolling I am so glad I said yes. I needed to reintegrate myself into the rooms and what better way to do it. I love teaching and once the words come I am actually grateful for the jet lag, it's forcing me to slow down and take my time. Teaching this whole week back has felt more authentic in my body than ever before. Proving that taking this much needed time off was exactly what this lil yogi needed.