I'm terribly relieved that the week is over. Like I said, each work trip to Malaysia leaves a sour taste in the mouth. Even though I'm perfectly clear about why this trip is necessary and about its benefits to us all, it still makes me feel disillusioned and fairly resentful. I almost pity my counterparts. Then I remind myself, there is no pity needed because things work on a different level, scale and system. Those are systems that we won't work with, but it would suffice that our counterparts are able to navigate around with ease and familiarity. Therein lies the purpose of this trip- to understand and try not to judge.
Glad that I'm able to rinse out that sour aftertaste with an extended jaunt to Pangkor Laut Resort, a destination that has been almost forgotten. I want a clean room, towels and cups without stains, thick quilts and a safe door. In addition, my neck and back are killing me. It's glorious to be able to grab a slot for pilates to twist into a pretzel and settle in for a good massage to ease the aches away.
I feel human again. And normal. I hate the work garb that I've had to don for the week. Work clothes make me feel dowdy. My wardrobe makes a clear distinction between 'normal', 'party' and 'work' sections. I've also heard that there is a new Macbook Pro waiting for me at home. Cool! I do like gadgets! Can't wait to get back to fiddle with settings!!!