AirBnB and what to have for tea

I’ve always been a sickly child when it comes to car journeys, whenever we went anywhere in the car, grandad would always carry bottles of water to wash down the side of the car after I had thrown the contents of my stomach down it. Hell, I’ve been know to make myself feel sick when…

Planes, taxis and noise cancelling headphones

I was unsure whether to pack my noise cancelling headphones or not, I don’t really think they are in keeping with a yoga retreat. What is even less likely to be in keeping with a yoga retreat, is murdering a small screaming child. I packed them. Having never flown with Qatar airlines before I was…

My name is not Hannah and other things that keep me awake

It’s 0503hrs and I’m awake, that’s pretty unusual for me, I do like to sleep. It wouldn’t be unusual for me to be up very late due to my fear of missing out syndrome but early mornings, they don’t start until 0600 hrs. My heart is thumping through my chest and I’m trying to get…

Chapter 1 – Yoga Prison

In 3 days time I fly to Sri Lanka for my first ever yoga retreat (something I have started to rename “yoga prison”). As I stare at my empty bag and a massive pile of yoga clothes I am starting to wonder how this happened. In August 2018 my husband (my fiancĂ© at the time)…