Mark and I met in a bar in 2009, he was on crutches on knocked me down the stairs on our way out. An auspicious start... He took me to lunch the next week to apologise and we soon realised that we have quite a bit in common. Amongst other things we both enjoyed Yoga, which is not something you come across every day in a man.
I was based in The City, running a start up online recruitment company and looked to Yoga for an escape from my hectic job. Mark had been introduced by another friend who didn't want to go to the classes on her own. Recently back from a tour with the British Army in Afghanistan it offered him a much needed respite from the strain of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.
A few months later we were both due some well earned holiday from our jobs and decided to take a trip to India to try Yoga in its birth place. We ended up in the gorgeous Lotus Yoga Retreat. Just about the Southern most point in Goa, Patnem beach is an idyllic location, far away from the hippy trail of Anjuna and the North it felt like a little piece of paradise! Equally Lotus wasn't your typical Yoga/ Ashram experience of 5am meditation, cleaning rotas and austerity. There was a bar, two Yoga sessions a day, and no one was going to give you a lecture if you spent too long in the bar the night before and ended up watching the dolphins rather than focusing on your sun salutations.
In short it felt exactly like the sort of Yoga that London needed.
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