It never rains, but it pours
Trip Start
Apr 17, 2006
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Trip End
Jun 14, 2006
Now I've got diarrhoea! Lending an extra level of truth to the aphorism "it never rains, but it pours"*. Despite travelling through Africa twice, I've never before had to suffer this particularly unpleasant ailment, and had therefore managed to convince myself that I was completely immune. Only yesterday I was bragging to my brother on the phone about my super-duper impenetrable fortress of an immune system. It's true: pride comes before a fall.
I know what it was: it was the lomito I had for dinner in that cafe last night, it arrived FAR too quickly for something with that many ingredients. But what was I supposed to do? "Excuse me, waiter, my meal has arrived too quickly, I demand that you take it back and spend longer making it."
This town of pain really is cursed, but at least IŽll die knowing to how to spell diarrhoea (and that llamas are llamas and amphitheatres, Greek).
* sorry about that one, folks.
I know what it was: it was the lomito I had for dinner in that cafe last night, it arrived FAR too quickly for something with that many ingredients. But what was I supposed to do? "Excuse me, waiter, my meal has arrived too quickly, I demand that you take it back and spend longer making it."
This town of pain really is cursed, but at least IŽll die knowing to how to spell diarrhoea (and that llamas are llamas and amphitheatres, Greek).
* sorry about that one, folks.


