Ugh. Day 1 had so much promise! After finally reaching Le Meridien late Friday evening, I figured that I’d get some rest, have a light day of classes, then have some fun. Well, instead of riding in a rickshaw in Old Delhi, my body decided it would be better if I rode the porcelain chariot for the next 36 hours. Or more, I’m not necessarily “cured” today, although my stomach seems pretty well empty and nausea subsided mid-evening yesterday.
The funny thing is, there are so many places where I could’ve gone wrong, that it’s impossible to tell how I picked up my ailment. Even when washroom facilities were available, they were generally not too appealing. Heck, I was up to using hand-sanitizer AFTER washing my hands, just to try and avoid the problems. I avoided ice, tried to drink processed drinks (soda, bottled water), but I did drink coffee and juice. Maybe that was my mistake. Coffee generally isn’t boiled, and wouldn’t be surprised if the juice was from concentrate. I drank coffee and juice in both Jaipur and at the hotel in Delhi, so even then I can’t be sure what the problem was. Regardless, I’m so glad this didn’t happen on the bus, I’m not sure what I would’ve done out in the villages and in a sealed area with my classmates!
I guess that’s the fun of the residencies. You’re supposed to be learning about the countries you visit, good and bad. I learned about the “bad” alright, and showed how lack of clean water/lack of immunity can really throw business into a stand-still. Or a rabbit-run to the bathroom, if you will.


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