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More girls arriving!  More classes!  Girls exchanging stories on the deals they got at their hotels, which shows they've been to see overnight... Girls swapping business cards and singlet tops (ummm, in the US, apparently singlets (Bonds style) are called "wifebeaters"? yikes, I feel politically incorrect just writing that!)... The week was well and truly "in the swing" and so were we! Again,

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Group classes resumed Wednesday afternoon - more fun, and a little more spinning too! Driving to the studio along the freeway, The Strip to the right, mountains in the distance Then as the evening set in... Fawnia and I set off for the Bellagio, for a show I've wanted to see for a long time: O.  In permanent residence in Las Vegas since its premiere in 1998, O is "inspired by the concept of

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Spinning Pole Class!  Today was the first time we'd officially run one of these - most non-Australians seemed to have little or no experience in spinning technique and were thus nervous about coping with the momentum and the Dreaded Dizziness. So I was thrilled to be able to help out with both of these issues, starting with a gentle introduction and moving on to some quite advanced moves.  By the

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Monday: my first day of teaching in Las Vegas!  Having been here several times before, I wasn't so disoriented; we have our morning routine of coffee and eggs, with the addition this time around of Playtime with Leo - a simple case of throw the toy, Leo brings it back; then throw the toy, and Leo brings it back... and so on.  Having had over a week of teaching and traveling constantly, I wondered

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Las Vegas, finally!  A year without seeing Fawnia is a year too long.  This was my first pole-free day in over a week, which actually felt strange and empty!!!  But I'm sure my body appreciated the break.  First of all I had to introduce myself to Fawnia's ADORABLE Teacup Yorkshire Terrier, Leo... Terrier by name, and absolutely heartbreakingly cute Terrier by nature!  A miniature power(doll)

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Day Nine... Yawn, stretch, make coffee in cute hotel coffeemaker (not a single kettle in any hotels I've stayed in - no tea for me!), pack everything all over again, and out the door (grabbing a famous Philadelphia Pretzel from the tray in the foyer on the way).  Thoughtful Heather had a coffee ready and waiting for me (thankyou Heather!) and once we got to the gym, we were off and running into

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Day Eight began with a fond farewell to Ckeanna and New York.  I set off on the Long Island Rail towards Penn Station, grabbed myself an extra large coffee there, and found the Amtrak train that I needed. My next host, Heather Slawek from Awakenings Pole Fitness, had recommended that I "train" it instead of flying.  She was right and I'm so glad she told me!  First of all because of the time

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The one-week anniversary of my US tour had not yet dawned when we landed at JFK airport.  This end of the country, after all, was a full three hours ahead of where I had come from, the west coast.  Feeling a little worn at the seams and time-disoriented, I searched along the terminal for a Starbucks (sometimes the only cafe you can rely on to do a decent soy latte) but none was to be found. So

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Lucky for me, I DID wake with my alarm and was soon out of bed and on the road.  Every day was starting to melt into the next as I've often had to stay up to pack before sleeping, so that getting on the road is an easier process.  The difference with this journey was that I wasn't packing for a flight (how heavy is my check in? what can I carry on?), just a road trip.  Much easier... EXCEPT...

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Day Five kicked off with a delicious breakfast at Griddle, a famous place-to-be-seen eatery on Sunset Boulevard, kind of West Hollywood (again, crossing Hollywood can take well over half an hour!). It really is the most amazing place to eat - see here for proof!  There's always a wait for a table and the food is so good, they have their own Twitter and Facebook pages to announce when the best

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Dear Readers, A note on comments - one friend pointed out that they were unable to - actually, you can, if you're a member of this blog - guessing that this means, if you click the FOLLOW button to the right.  As I say in just about every video I make - Follow Me!

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Ok, I was wrong. My last post was something like five days ago and I promised the next post for the following day.  But then... LA happened; oh, and then Orange County.  The red eye flight to New York and an all-too-brief 24 hours there came next, and today... Philadelphia.  A crazy schedule but guess what, I'm keeping it!  Now, if only I could keep up with this blog! San Mateo Bridge, San

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Ok, I have no adaptor for my charger, so I have only a few minutes to write as much as possible. First of all, although I've only been in the Bay Area for only three days, I must admit that I'm really going to miss it, and moreover the wonderful women I've met since arriving.  Students, instructors, school owners, friends and partners, have surrounded me in so much welcoming warmth...

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My last thought as I turned off the light and put my head down last night was, You're In San Francisco, Jamilla!  Both to remind myself of how blessed I am, and to ensure that I didn't wake with a fright in a strange place in the morning.  It worked; I woke rested and aware of my surroundings, and a little anticipatory as I always am before I meet students in a new studio.  But first: breakfast

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Hello! I finally made it to Blog-World ~ inspired by the huge trip ahead of me, which in fact I have already started, as here I am San Francisco, loving my French-influenced hotel room with its striped wallpaper, floral curtains and huge fluffy feather doona - sorry, duvet. Quilt, for everyone else.   My first hostess/hug/welcome was the vivacious Christina from Poletential. I'm really so

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