mango bath

so i'm feeling rejuvinated, great after being sick. something about fasting a couple days, getting toxins out, etc. i go in to do another practice at night, feels good. i'm teaching the second class, 20 mysore students at night-feeling good, strong, positive. i'm riding the trains, feeling good. i am a tokyoite, i can handle anything. when i get off the train, i realize i've nothing to eat all day except out of the yoga goodie basket, which is basically japanese filled naughty sweets & seaweed wrapped sesame crackers & coffee. i crash. walking fast, i need to get home, eat, bed. i'm walking. and walking. and walking. did i miss the house? i found it this afternoon just fine, but now it's dark & there's hardly a light anywhere. half an hour goes by. it should take half that time to get home. ok. i must have missed it. getting cranky, getting hungry, getting thirsty, cranky.....trudge way back to the train station & retrack my steps. this time i have no address or phone # on me, because i don't have my pack, so i HAVE to find home. passing a shrine. hmm. never seen that before. how did i screw up AGAIN??? i was feeling so "on" so confident, so tokyo savvy. just like yoga. you get a pose, you can finally do the pose, and the next day, your body was just kidding. so my instinct tells me to turn onto another street. walking. walking. hmmm...sweating, stop to buy water out of the many vending machines. i have never before seen so many of these in one city. lucky they are stocked with coffee products, teas, energy drinks & waters instead of soda. chug chug...dehydration sets in, hunger getting stronger...should have gone to that mysterious noodle shop. but mom might have cooked....ahah! there it is. drag my worthless body into the house, tell my pathetic story to emi & her mom, whose preoccupied with korean drama, all i have to say is "i'm starving". like wildfire, suddenly a bowl of pumpkin topped with miso appears, a bowl of black seaweed (my favorite) a huge bowl of overcooked sweet rice (good for digestion late at night, she says) and several massive chunks of halibut-like fish. and slowly, it all begins to fade away...until, "want a bath?" bath pushers. and i've just bought myself some new bath bombs! oh boy...saunter into the tall hot water just waiting for me, cause it dosen't get cold like at home, cause they have temperature control, and leave the world for a mango bath.