Sick

4:30am. Something didn’t feel right. Not right at all. One quick trip to the bathroom wouldn’t take long, just to be on the safe side. There was no safe side.

I had got the Delhi Belly again, just like James had got in Pokhara, Nepal. Thankfully it wasn’t as bad as the time I gave myself food poisoning from a chicken and seafood paella, but it still wasn’t pleasant. But thankfully we were in another nice hotel so the recuperating process shouldn’t be to bad.

In all truth there isn’t much I can say about the day. James looked after me like a trooper and I stayed in bed for the majority of the day. I did manage to catch the back end of Enter The Dragon which is always a bonus. By the end of the day I was beginning to feel a little bit more human but had missed out on a full day in Jaipur. Each and every day was precious now as it was officially 6 months to the day that we left England and also one more week until we would be arriving home. And after the morning I had just had home couldn’t come soon enough…