… health on the run
My first major health crisis passed several weeks ago, and yes it was the obvious one. I had had a few hints of what it would be like after the occaisional meal at dodgy street stalls, but most of the street stalls were quite ok, and my passing (!) was solid and straightahead.
In any case the fluid affair lasted a good 3 days, and I was starting to worry whether it would always be that way. That was the worst part of it.
Paul, a queensland Enfield fanatic I’d met and had a great connection with is an old India hand. His words of wisdom …. you will backtrack in your head again and again to try and find out what caused it, but you’ll never work it out … and in any case it was probably water. (I think my Lassi the previous night had ice in it… oops).
I’m not sure weather Indian hotel owners have a wonderful sense of irony about the issue, or whether this all means something completely different. Either way, I wasn’t game to eat in this place.
