Ok, not liking the mountains so much any more: had hard time sleeping last night as the monkeys were fighting outside my window, and today the rain is pouring down and reducing the streets to a browns slush, it is cold and I'm nauseous with a burning feeling in my intestines, most probably from the chow mein I had yesterday. I'm coughing up yellow phlegm and feeling generally under the weather. Naturally I left all my raingear in Delhi, thinking that it wouldn't rain in the mountains (duh!), but at least I'm staying warm with my fluffy Monchichi-jacket.
I've self-medicated myself under the devise "common is common", or even better: "when you hear hooves, think horses, not zebras". I'm hoping a mix of anti-nausea and anti-acid will take care of the worst problem. I really, REALLY don't want to be remembered as "that white girl who vomited at Paan's wedding".
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