India Trip - Day 2 - Gholvad

Hot. Mosquitoes. Bad throat. Body ache.

After a cold shower was accosted by a cup of steaming hot milk with haldi (turmeric powder - supposed to soothe your throat). Actually did drink it. Nasty stuff.

Being fed silly by relatives. Going to be very ill, I can tell. Surrounded by homemade pickle (my mum's family makes and sells pickles, among other things). Heartburn doing double time. Good thing have brought month's supply of Zantac 150. Bring on the curry! Heaven help me these 7 days and I'll quit spicy food for a month, I promise. But for now, let me wallow in the magnificence of pickled mangoes. Oh the joy, the bliss, the tears. Spoke to Dad who was very petulant about being left alone. Poor chap. Anyway, prolly best. He'd be sucking up the frieds like there's no tomorrow.

Being laughed at quite a bit since have been wandering around with camcorder in my orange pants NRI (Non-Resident Indian) style.

Just had lunch with freshly pickeled pickle. My mouth is on fire and my head hurts. Damn but that stuff is good. Mum continues to be happy. Has ditched her salwaar kameezes and is hanging around in skirt and t-shirt looking like a college girl on vacation. Am glad for her.

Will promptly pass out underneath limpid fan awash in the excesses of kaachi keri (raw mango pickle).

Went to the Jain temple in Kosbard. Been a long long time since I was on a motorbike. Rest in peace, Raj.