mmm.... the sweet sweet taste of sick

if that title didn't make your stomach turn, then congrats. you officially have known me too long.

Sickness, Day 3: the locals have made a point of avoiding eye contact, perhaps they think the slight head cold I have contracted can be spread by acknowledgement... the youngest of the local inhabitants is off participating in a strange game, made up of a round object being passed back and forth over a bit of woven string attached to two thin poles... the required attire is a bit odd, with tight garments worn around the pelvic region, and a drape-ish piece on the top half of the body, which this particular individual has chosen to tie back in a knot around the mid-section.

Indeed... ok, even though i got up at half past one, i'm going to go take a nap, and hopefully not look quite so paste-coloured as i do now.... i almost miss my freckles! maybe a nap outside... cheers!