Sitting here in my new comfort zone, eating delicious food, drinking delicious coffee and feeling the heat of the sun beaming down on me as I sit on the balcony, I reminisce about the past few days. It's not been that long since we finished the trek- maybe a week or so iv lost count, but so much has happened that have changed things for me. I returned to Kathmandu from Pokhara a few days ago and since then Iv had my ups and downs. The ups have definitely been the vast amount of great conversations and new friends iv made at Alobar 1000 (my favourite home from home) and my downs have included missing my flight to Delhi due to a log processing time for my Indian visa. It's funny though, the problems or worries I have travelling that seem so huge at the time, are in fact very very minor, and I have to remind myself of that.
A good friend of mine recently said something a little like this 'Maybe missing your flight and the start of your yoga course because of this visa situation is an act of practicing yoga in itself'. It made sense. The fact that id not given myself enough time to process my long, tedious Indian tourist visa application meant that I would miss the flight I had booked, my airport pick up and the first few days of my yoga teacher training but yet maybe this was supposed to happen. I had to tell myself, the worst that can happen is that I have to change my flight, arrive a but late to the yoga school and at the end if it all I'm in Kathmandu, it could be worse.
It's a few days later since this happened and I have sorted it out, having paid to change my flight, informed my school of my late arrival and extended my Nepalese tourist visa (for a fee of $30 grr). I have met some lovely people at my hostel and spent most evenings chilling in the huge common area reading, drinking tea and chatting about everything with fellow travellers. It's so refreshing to meet someone and have a great conversation, a great meal or even a great few days with them and know that even though we will go or seperate ways, this is the art of travelling and it is so special.
The past few days I have become friends with new people from all over the world, met up with old friends and spent time by myself enjoying my new novel- something I never really do to be honest. (And I am obsessed with mountain adventure stories right now). Iv spent time laughing so hard, planning my future, relaxing and have even been overwhelmed by the news that my Canadian work visa has finally been accepted after months of processing. My life is falling into place- it always does but yet I let little things get me down. Everything will work out and everything does work out if the universe wants it to, but until then you can't intervene and be mad about change of plans.. Just accept them!
It's a beautiful sunny day in Kathmandu and I am sitting opposite a total stranger on the balcony of this atmospheric coffee house and we are both enjoying this time we have doing or own thing. It's a beautiful world and I wish everyone could experience this.