The dreaded Lurgie strikes!

It had to happen sooner or later and considering all the money we'd spent on enough medicine to stock a small country hospital it would have been a shame not to have used some of it.

About 3am yesterday morning I was awoken by a rumbling which heralded the inevitable and this despite us being so careful and so aware of the risks of picking up a bug. We'd survived for 10 days without any problems in Darjeeling but I reckon it was our transit through Delhi that precipitated Delhi Belly.

Anyway, what would a trip to India be without a touch of the runs... and not the type they get in the Bangalore Cricket Ground which is just across the way from our hotel. Anyway, a day in bed and a bit of rest can't go astray and I'm feeling much better. Ian on the other hand is shoveling Indian food in as fast as they can serve it!