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Yoga in Nepal

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I'm exhausted today, due to a yoga class that was tough as hell. The teacher has a very binary viewpoint on the art: either you can do it, or you cannot.  He will ask "have you done yoga before?"  and if you answer in the affirmative, he will take you through a series of manoeuvres that would make an expert crumble.  Also, this is about the time you notice that Kathmandu is at an altitude of 4500 feet.
So if you want a detailed account of the days events, I shall refer you to my indolent colleague, who prefers to spend the majority of his waking hours sleeping.

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