Bajai Body Camp 14.15: Day 404
Hotel Continental
Sunday July 15, 2018
Tangier, Morocco
22.12% crummy
Because I've got bread crumbs all over me from breakfast.
This morning I had the song about going to San Francisco in mind. It was recorded in the 1960s. The artist is singing about the generation that went on to, I believe, ruin the United States, depending on who writes their history.
I'm not in the US, but that doesn't matter. US policy and propaganda encircles the globe. Plus social media pushes the anti-Trump, neo-liberal, identity politics propaganda to the top of my newsfeed. For the first time I'm getting unsolicited posts from the, fake news legacy media, which I've stopped watching and trusting in the middle 1990s. No way I'm going back.
Anyway, this everybody-hates-Trump business is really divisive. The majority of my friends still listen and seem to believe what they're told by those who control the global airwaves, regardless of how ridiculous it seems.
Well. No need to go into that.
The sun was shining between the clouds early this morning, so I got out earlier than usual for breakfast. It's the weekend, so of course there are a few more people here than during the week. More English... so I can eavesdrop on conversations. They are boring. I bet conversations in other languages are equally as dull.
This is the fuel for the day. When I have a second meal it's usually a salad or meat.
My conversations are boring as well. At least the ones outside of my head.
There are many options today. It seems like it's going to be a scorcher. Beach, medina, marina, grass, mall, playground, or stay in and chill. Seems I do a lot of that. But when you think about it, which I have... in addition to living it, how much is there to really do? (*Editor's Note: The time, 8 or more hours, we spend working, prepping, traveling to and from work leaves a big gap in the day.) Accumulate stuff, by shopping. Accumulate food by eating. Both will weigh you down. I should be more active generally. But even as I write this, I realize I walk daily. Climb steps and hills. I write daily. Take photos daily and make video clips... semi-daily. So I am getting tasks done. It's just my belief that I should be doing more. I've not fully accepted my free-range lifestyle... yet. I'm still deeply acclimated into the system through which I passed and from which I benefit.
Slow Sunday. It's fine with me. Several tasks completed. (This is probably very boring for you, me too. But, real time.) The departure seems more real when transport and lodging are booked. That's done... and the Spanish phone is set up.
I got the training done, including the wrist work. I didn't log anything about yesterday's training. Oh yes... I did a handstand. Or was that two days ago? Oh well.
There will be no getting away with one meal today. Another visit to Ali Baba's for tajine. This is by choice.
Mirror suggests I'm leaner. Pants agree. No scale to check, but weight isn't the indicator it used to be. I took a pic to show and remember the pants I wrote about a while back. I am sentimental about clothes. Funny, that. We've spent a lot of time together. The black cargoes will likely go as well. Decades I've had them.
I can't explain my connection to particular clothes.
Maybe they are like friends. I don't have many. Those
I have become precious.
Oh well. On to other clothing relationships and adventures.
I saw the results of a fender bender here today. I expected to see one the way these people drive. Two decent, but not luxury cars were involved.
Late this evening there was a loud long screech, but no bang. Shortly after there was an explosive pop! Someone said a bus tire blew out. While the bus was not moving at the time. I didn't even look into it. Late this evening cars have been riding up and down the strip honking horns. Maybe a wedding? It's quiet, for now.
Still no hot water in the room.
Got episode 35 done and maybe ready to produce 36. I have as many episodes waiting as are produced, but that's okay. There will be down time and I can catch up in August. I don't usually make flicks during the programs.
Apparently this Marina is a big deal. Maybe it's new.
Low in batt power, so time to float.
Movie night.
Today's wrap up... the face and "neckcercises" - I tend to forget to mention these. Basically I use my teeth as the grip, the band as resistance and move my head in various ways to work the muscles in my face and neck. The strategy here, is not only to burn the fat off of my face, but strengthen those small muscles in my neck so I won't get headaches when I work the upper-upper muscles. Besides a muscular neck is aesthetic and functional.
Learning to conjugate Spanish verbs too. That's a key to better speaking and understanding!!
Goodnight.