Red tape, Red tape ,Red tape... bleh red tape, you are not my friend!
I'm not sure if I am deserving ( I have had an extremely stressful- self induced, but stressful week)... but I finally have managed to resolve the many issues that have "suddenly cropped up" with regards to Re: solution # 3 (Qualify as yoga teacher). My Mexican visa is being processed as we speak, I have repurchased a ticket that doesn't involve transits in countries that are not particularly inviting and I have ended up with a whole extra week in Mexico, post course. Just watch me make organic lemonade out of life's lemons!
I have also learnt some very important life lessons... never trust the system (even in a first world country). Pessimistic? Maybe... but this is the second time I have requested information from a travel agent and been misinformed, resulting in severe panic attacks, years off my life in stress, near holiday cancellations, tears, cursing, possible divorces (not really), you get the point. Where I developed the inclination to trust the system in the first place boggles me a bit... I come from a third world country (that I love largely)... but, where the system tends to be well, precarious. Needless to say, again I trusted... again... not so smart. Which brings me to life lesson #2.... "GOOD GRIEF TAMMY... you are 30, you are educated, you have some Internet skills.... USE THEM! Why I didn't take the time to check on my misinformation a month ago, I dunno! Lesson #3 enough with the blame... accept responsibility and then make it happen.... I am very good at this it seems. I mean making things happen~ when the pressure is SO on it's almost in. Granted my little bank account is stretched into, well... a yoga pose not yet invented, I intend however, to see this as an investment; a qualification ofcourse, is a very useful tool for making $$$, and enough with the spilt milk.
So on a more positive note, Sunday, ahhhh... Sunday. As much a I would like to have been picnicking, on the beach, in the forest, along side the river, alas we live in the city and it is winter.. so again make lemonade. Tokyo is actually a fabulous place for embracing city life, and so that is what we did. We went to an art exhibition and stumbled across what could have been a gem of a restaurant for lunch (We think we threw them with our well... 'foreignness', they seemed to be befuddled by our presence), and then moseyed through back alleys, second hand stores and vintage shops. These are things we love dearly. It is one of the things I appreciate most about the best husband in the world, old means charm, used means potential... nothing is ever quite as it seems... it makes life wondrous. I love that we are both drawn to vintage and can quite happily be enveloped by other peoples junk for hours. In fact we spent out first Christmas eve together rummaging through a building site dump, collecting things to make/furnish our little home. Anyway... here are the snippets of our Sunday.
