It finally happened, I'm sick. I made it to bikaner and I'm holed up in a guest house with the usual fever and travelers diarrhoea. My room has a squat toilet which is not so great, but it is on the roof of the house and has no doors, nice breeze coming through. The manager and his wife are amazingly kind and have helping me out, although it was a bit disconcerting to wake up and find him placing WHO oral rehydration packets in front of my nose.
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Conor
Friday, January 23, 2009
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