Between suitcase and bed I rolled out my yoga mat again. I practiced. It was too late already when I started. I could only sandwich paschimottanasana. Psychologically it is important to me that I practiced at least a bit. And it was not so less, that I didn't sweat. The breakfast buffet is open till 10, this meant I had to stop with my practice earlier than wished.
I just sent critical mind on vacation and enjoyed that I practiced.
Soon I will sing: On the road again.
We'll head to Valbonne early in the afternoon. This means we are already on our way home.