Sunday mornings at Shodokan usually involve a fair bit of noise. The arnis folks practice on the wood floor behind us. It's not just the clacking of sticks or talking that you hear. You usually hear some really odd(eclectic) selection of music accompanied by incense. I actually don't mind either. I don't even hear their music most of the time or them practicing. I've screened it out. As for the incense... I don't mind it at all. It smells nice. It's way better than the fetid cigar stench from sensei that lingers in the place for days at a time. Friday night I had to dump all clothing immediately into the laundry and take a shower as soon as I got home to get the stench off. Kind of like dealing with toxic waste. Actually, I had my kids in a couple of times a full day or two after the cigar smoking occurs and my kids complained about the bad smell. I told them what it was and that I can't take a full breath in the place at times.
Anyway.... The arnis folks weren't around that day. It was too quiet for a Sunday morning. A newer student showed up who I hadn't seen in a bit. She seems to be about where she left off when I saw her last. I'm guessing she hasn't been able to come regularly. Kim, who usually does arnis, took a class with us. It was nice seeing him again. He and I started together. At one point Peter had us doing a koshinage. Kim asked me to throw him instead of doing lifts. So we tossed each other around for a bit. I had to make adjustments in position because some of his technique was a little off. He doesn't do aikido regularly any more I think. Alos, some of it is from a bad shoulder. He can't put his arm in a certain position without pain.
Anyway.... a nice laid back class.