Trendy and nostalgic

I have an amazing sense for what is trendy (or "tendance", as the French, annoyingly, say): my hot (Bikram) yoga classes are so in, that even my collleagues were talking about the TV documentary that they shot in class last Friday. As a result of the TV show and a feature in ELLE magazine the place is so packed in the evenings that whenever we do the deep breathing exercises I can feel the carbon-dioxide exhaled by my neighbours filling my lungs...I still enjoy it a lot because even if unpleasant while it lasts, the feeling of well-being post class is priceless. Perhaps it has to do with the practice of yoga, and this worries me: in addition to not smoking and cutting down on the alcohol, I have also stopped eating red meat completely and drink more green tea than coffee. I even got to drinking soy milk, I am ashamed to admit. Left to my own devices out here, I might turn into a complete, new-age freak.

Should that happen, I will just have to move to California. I really loved it after all. On Sunday we went to see Sideways, a very enjoyable movie set in the wine region of California. I felt a pang of nostalgia: it was almost a year ago that I started my travels from there. Then I started pining for California, the beautiful beaches, the sun, and all the other places, and above all that sense of liberation I felt at the time. And, perhaps oddly, I started pining for a friend that I haven't spoken to in a while, because the immature, cheating, yet endearing male character reminded me of him so much. Hmm...perhaps I'll skype him.