My sleep cycle has been all over the place last couple of weeks due to travel and events and timezones, but my super reliable body clock still woke me up without an alarm at 0914 this morning - one minute before standup.
I'm in Cologne Airport again. It's one of my favourite bus stations. Good signage for buses, seating, pretzels and coffee, power and wifi (mostly), and warm fuzzy memories of all the other hours I've spent here between unreasonably long bus rides.
In reply to: https://rhiaro.co.uk/2020/01/bus-days
Me: mentions being just off the nightbus on the first leg of my journey from Turkey to the UK
Colleague: but you're going to get on a plane eventually right?
Me: ..... a what?
Burns' Night and Chinese New Year are at the same time this year, and I'm gonna be in Scotland. This sets all my favourite food senses tingling.
At a cafe in Sofia, the biggest cat I've seen, possibly small tiger, has made herself at home on me. My legs are numb, and at one point she wrapped her arms around my waist under my hoodie and stuck her claws in. I guess I'm never leaving. Btw nothing makes me happier than this exact scenario.
Sofia is one of my favourite cities to do nothing in. I've only ever spent short stays here, and did a walking tour the first time for an overview. There's probably tons to do really but there's nothing obvious so it's easy to just chill out and rest in nice cafes. Which is what I need this weekend. (To start to recover from Turkey, Country of Lovely but Socially Demanding Extroverts.)
I started this year by having chips (fries) for breakfast, and I just feel like that's worth noting.
I am very cold and a bit sick. Planning tons of stuff next week anyway from bed and assuming I'll be better tomorrow cos I really don't have time for this shit.
I met some wonderful lovely people at the Bursa English Speaking Club tonight, which I found via Couchsurfing. Lots of locals, but also others from around the world. Being immediately welcomed into this kind of community is all it takes to make a place feel like home.
Given that my ultimate future goal is to open a nice cosy welcoming vegan cafe, whenever I spend a lot of time (and money) in ones I find with the vibe I want, that counts as market research and thus a business expense right?
Went to what I thought was gonna be a yin yoga class, but it was more like fast paced hatha, a bit chaotic in a good way, with headstands right in the middle of class.. anyway I have been brutally reacquainted with my core.
It's raining, and all I can hear is the rain. No cars. The occasional cockerel crow. And rain, pattering through the broad leaves of the tree outside the window, tapping the stone walls, clattering across red tile rooftops. I can't see the mountains because a cloud is sitting over the village. I've had my fill of going outside for the past few days, so this is a perfect cosy day.
um excuse me but i don't understand why finn and poe didn't kiss
The air has been bad in Bursa since I got here, not quite as bad as Sarajevo but still makes me cough outside; but this morning the smoggy haze has even reached my village. Remind me not to abandon the coasts in winter in future.
I think working hours 12-20 suit me well. I always used to think being in a late timezone was an advantage because I could be productive in the morning then have my 'morning' meetings in the post lunch slump. But today I had a slow start, bopped around a bit, then had my 'morning' meetings after lunch and rode the second-wave of productivity to work into the evening. Which felt better than trying to force myself to wake up and start working immediately like a normal human.
I thought having a fire this winter would be nice but actually I'm alternating between being completely incompetant at keeping a fire in and freezing to death, and dying of smoke inhalation and being terrified of burning the house down. Long story short my host has managed to find me a place with central heating I can move to tomorrow and I'll gladly pay the gas bill.