Had to happen sometime. Stupid Blue Sky Cafe and their papaya lassis. Turns out it was made with tap water. Darnit.
But I have a fantastic roommate, who woke me up with orange juice (in a box) and cookie / biscuit / crackers. And a very mom-like look that convinced me to take Motrin and drink a lot of water. I'm still dizzy and head-achey, but definitely better.
And now I know what it's like to get sick in India - the same as getting sick in Illinois, except I don't have to miss classes and it's impossible to go somewhere quiet. There are blind men singing for money on the street, some strange constant metallic clanking, car horns (everyone honks here, all the time), and people. So many people. And people make noise. Matt made a comment about how Kolkata was a city, and we'd been to cities before...except that Chicago is kinda quiet at three AM. Kolkata is possibly louder at night.
Everything is loud here.
I got my salwaar today. They're pretty. :-)
Love and don't-drink-the-water-no-really-don't-drink-the-water,
Stephanie
