It’s travel day today. I’ll start leaving Victoria around 5 this afternoon to catch a 2am flight to Taipei, with an additional flight after that to Hanoi. I’m going to be messed up after this. I hope greatly that I sleep on the plane. (In the middle of this itinerary I’m goint to meet Julie at the Vancouver airport, where we have planned to get up to hijinks, but this may devolve into her poking me to stay awake.)
Here is a list of things I’m taking to amuse myself when I’m not asleep:
- 2 young adult fantasy novels (the Seven Realms series numbers 2 and 3)
- new playlist of music made up off all the old random songs I have on my computer (this was a good idea! – see below)
- Movies: Capt’n America 2, Thor 2, Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensiblitily, and 2 episodes of Endevour
I was super nervous yesterday, to the point of panicking. But I went to a flamenco workshop around mid-day and this helped a lot. I had pre-registered for this in hopes that it would be a good distraction, and I was right. Not only is physical activity good for nerves, I also saw some dance friends there. Friends are also good for nerves. By yesterday evening, after flamenco and then pizza for lunch, my anxiety had advanced to the “dance party phase” thanks to my new playlist. The dance party phase is FAR SUPERIOR to the nervous-panic phase.
Today I wait. I’m spending this morning puttering around and tidying. Trying to be calm. This afternoon I’ll go to accupunture, come home from that, and then leave.
PS. I had almost finished consuming all my perishable foods when I noticed that I had 2, nearly full, cartons of rice milk in my fridge! I’ve been spending spare moments eating cereal.
Unng. I guess I’m in the west end on a Saturday night. No, Covent Garden. It’s kinda awful all these people and fancy restaurants and pubs all full of people and serving nothing I want. I went in one place that looked good but it was waaay too hot.
So I’m at a place where the proprietor came out to advertise the free starter when getting a main. Almost completely empty, no crowd outside. I had chicken and chips. I’m findimg meat and chips, of all the English food on offer, works well for me. What I’d like is some rice with vegetables. Sushi.
After supper– I’m hanging out at the royal opera house now. If my seat is too precarious I might just leave. Thus the flexibility of the cheap ticket. I’m not the scuzziest-dressed here, which makes me glad. I wasn’t worried but I wasn’t sure. As usual, once I get to the theare everything is comfortable.
Moments later. No longer comfortable. Seat is really really high. I can see 1/3 of the stage – more if I lean over the railing. But I’m not going to lean over the railing!!!! OK I just checked. I’m here again Wednesday and where I am in the Upper Slips tonight, on Wed I am in the Lower Slips so not so high.
Edit: third intermission. I spent the last 52 minutes draped over the rail in front of me, trying to see more. There have been many big jumps. I was thinking of leaving now due to the late hour and me being sleepy, but the last ballet is a Balanchine so I better check it out. Also there are more tutus in this one. I like tutus.
If you were wondering, I was brave on Friday because I drove mum’s van to Nanaimo from Duncan. This was brave because I don’t like driving, and then brave on another level down because I haven’t driven around Nanaimo very much. Or at all. Well, once in 1999 maybe. And that I “don’t like” driving doesn’t really sound like a good excuse, as once I start I rather don’t mind. It’s more that I become overly anxious when the prospect of driving is before me. But this was a volunteer mission. I visited Naomi to see her in a play. And it all went well, since things I am anxious about usually turn out that way. I even got to drive Naomi around in a helpful manner, to look at shoes. I suppose, and I didn’t think of this until I got home and the whole adventure was over, I could have been More Helpful by taking her grocery shopping since she was out of food! I’m alarmed I didn’t think of this actually, since when mum visits me with same van she almost always drives me to the supermarket. Oh well. Driving.
That was Friday and Saturday that I drove.
Today I finished reading “Makers” by Cory Doctorow. Crazy. I don’t want to give any of it away. Or, you know, review it.
I had a super-long weekend, extending to today, Tuesday. I don’t think the five-days-off, two-days-on really works for me, though. I almost forgot to go to dance tonight.