What a trip
It started out with a little hiccup. I had badly scratched my eye, and wasn't really able to tour much of Cape Town because my eyes were too light sensitive. I still had a nice time, actually.
Then came the massive freak-out about the yoga trip, followed by a beautiful three hour drive to Swendellam, with a very lovely lady.
Then came the massive coughing/sickfest, which totally sucked. Yet, I still feel it was exactly what I needed. I needed sleep, and rest, and good, healthy food. And maybe someone to take care if me, which I had plenty of. I guess there was a bad cough going around the other expats in Madagascar, so maybe it was something I picked up before I left, we'll never know.
Prague remains one of my most favourite times. Even though I was alone and sick or trying to rest a lot of the time, I just lived it there. From my mini -apartment, to me getting lost ninety times a day, I felt like I could almost breathe better there. I want to go back again soon!!
I can't even describe the cycling trip in the Czech Republic. Seeing so many different areas, having an amazing guide, staying in restored 11th or 13th century restored chateaus monasteries, it was unbelievable. I was still under the weather a few days, but even that couldn't take away from what an amazing time it was. There was also something else that I discovered (and liked!) about myself. I don't need to push myself as much. The last bike tour along with training or running, I've proved it to myself that with proper training and a bit of stubbornness, I can do anything. Before I left my runs or workouts have been less intense but I've been enjoying them so much more! So maybe I'm the slowest runner on the island of Madagascar. I feel great after my runs. Same thing with this bike trip. I pushed myself, but not too much. I just went how I went. The last bike trip? Granted it was with a more serious biking crowd, but I busted my freaking ass off!!! I was still plenty tired after the cycling trip, but I never felt inadequate like I did on the last trip. (Hellllloooooo, maybe I'm learning how to be a but nicer to myself?!?). I can't go on about how fantastic my (pretend long-lost cousin) guide was.