Last night I suffered an attack of the "Delhi Belly." Apparently some little bacterial frenemy has been stowed away in my system only to be discovered by an afternoon round of pakora and dosa. I was a little green and a little white, then more white, more green, and now I'm roughly orange again. Much like the India "Tricolour" (above). Now, exhausted. Sleeping most of the day, aside from this escape to the air conditioned internet cafe.
3 comments:
such an adorable name for such a not-so-fun sounding ailment. I hope you're feeling better and better!
Eww. ¡Que repulsive!
My move was AWFUL this weekend. Thanks for asking. My street was closed because John McCain was at the Rachael Ray Show directory across from my building. The cops, of course, did not care that I had to move and told me I wasn't allowed on the street. Then it started raining and I got bruises all over my legs and I cried in my milk. :(
Ciao Tina,I absolutly love reading your trip notes. YOU ARE A GREAT TRAVEL WRITER.
I am there with you in spirit and in your heart. Keep on the SELF, and live i the moment fro that's all we have. I will check in from time to time.Namaste, Andy Uncle
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