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Day 663 (India Day 24)

My efforts to find the cheapest food available have left me with food poisoning. I have to accept that I shouldn’t eat street food from dirty little vendors in India. The stupid thing is that I only save AU$1 each meal by doing so. The unfortunate thing is that it has taken another illness to make me change my ways. The gross thing is that I currently have to visit my squat toilet naked, as my diarrhoea is so violent and unpredictable that my feet are within firing range, both from direct hits and from splatters. (Still reading?)

The day wasn’t all bad though. I woke up while it was still dark and ventured out to the Ganges to watch the sun rise as activity on the ghats intensified. I spent half the day walking along the riverside and nearby alleyways. Again, I was surprised at how little attention I received, given the stories of harassment I’d heard. Varanasi is continuing to be a pleasant place to experience. I saw clothes being washed, people bathing ritualistically, a dead body being tended to among crematory artefacts, kids fishing for coins using magnets, kids playing cricket, and kids having kite battles.

I started feeling ill midmorning and at first I thought it was because I hadn’t eaten much. Feeling sick prompted me to eat at a café instead of a street stall. I had a nice meal, but the uneasiness in my stomach kept growing, I knew I needed to return home where I have a bed and access to my own toilet. By the time I reached home I had realised I was in for a bout of food poisoning. I bought a supply of bottled water, asked for another blanket (because my body temperature control system had started playing up and I was feeling really cold), dug out my electrolytes and then settled into bed. Pain in my stomach increased through the night and every half hour or so I had to race into the bathroom. I shat myself (just a little) twice because I couldn’t control my bowels while lying in bed. Things came to a head at 3am, when I woke up from a half-doze and instantly knew I was in for a treat. I jumped out of bed and only just made it to the doorway of my bathroom when my stomach ejected every last thing it held (this time out of my mouth). It went absolutely everywhere. Once empty, I immediately felt a sense of relief. I spent the next fifteen minutes cleaning things up before crawling back to bed and finally falling asleep.

Gotta be careful

Accommodation $ Guesthouse
Distance ridden today 0km
Total distance ridden 16,951km

2 Responses to “Day 663 (India Day 24)”

  1. David & Charlotte

    Haha, oh dear! It happens to us all at some point…we had our bout of Delhi Belly in Delhi (appropriately enough!) But it was a tourist restaurant that made us sick. Now we mostly stick to places that are busy with locals and families – canteen-style local food places which are basic but cheap and clean, and you can get a set Thali meal for under 100 rupees 👍

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    • Budgie Escapee

      Yes I think it’s inevitable! Not fun though.. I’m pretty sure I got sick from some cold daal at a streetside stall that I was to learn even most locals tend to avoid.

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