I spent a lovely wayfaring weekend in Hong Kong over the last several days which included a lot of walking, late nights and a very small hotel room with just enough space for the occasional forward bend. During this time, my yoga consisted of rolling around and stretching in bed along with daily seated meditation, but not much in the way of expansive practice.
Today's practice was an intentionally slow flow with an emphasis on hip opening as therapy for muscles and joints in contraction over several days of inaction. Not to mention a 4 hour flight each way. This is exactly what my body and heart were craving, sometimes it just feels so damn good to come back to the mat.