febrero 26, 2006

Sick II: escapee

rickshaw escapee
Good gravy jebus, get me out of here. I have been sneezing and staring at the same wall for thirteen - THIRTEEN - days now! Time to run around and end up in grotty squalor congratulating myself on how 'authentic' it all is.

Am dangerously close to spending all my money on microlight flights and hang gliding, just to change what's in front of my face sufficiently.

Off to the valleys and the (choke) temples - see you Friday.