102 degrees by a big gold golf ball.

WARNING! There are many details of a disgusting personal nature in this blog post. You should clearly stop reading now.

On Thursday afternoon, I felt a cold coming on. No big deal--I bought some orange juice and decided to flush out the sinuses with my new netti pot. Dan and I had a fabulous French/Indian dinner and I went to bed early. On Friday morning, I was feeling better enough that we decided to head the few miles to Auroville where we planned to spend a few days. Auroville is this unusual intentional community....but I'll get to that soon.

By the time we got to Auroville, I was feeling miserable....
In hindsight, I think the big mistake was that I'd used regular old tap water in the netti pot, not filtered. I mean who knew all those systems were connected? (please now all sing 'the knee bone's connected to the thigh bone' la la la)

So, now on top of the head cold and menstrual cramps I'd started the day with, I also had explosive diarrhea and a temperature that spiked at 102 degrees. (thanks Nancy Fleming for the suggestion to bring the thermometer.) At which point I started taking the heavy duty antibiotics.

Dan and I have both skillfully picked times on this trip to get sick when we were staying at places with bathrooms relatively far from our room. I should give snaps to Dan since in Kenya, he not only had a long walk to the bathroom, but it was a long drop outhouse.

Check out how cute the place we are staying is however...
We are staying on the second floor. You can't see it in the picture, but you have to go up some spiral stairs and then in a trap door in the floor.



The guesthouse buildings are all centered around this beautiful banyan tree.


OK. So, the trap door, the spiral stairs, needing to find shoes and a flashlight to go outside, a walk to the toilet where there might be snakes. Needless to say, I pooped my pants. Twice. And Dan is making me tell you this. Plus I have no shame and think it's funny.

Thankfully, the place we are staying also has free laundry.

Antibiotics are a miracle and I'm feeling back to perfect health.

We'll blog more about Auroville soon. To whet your appitites -- It's got this huge gold thing in the center with a white meditation chamber inside, with an enourmous crystal that they beam sunlight onto. You just can't make up stuff that good.



And people REALLY like the gold ball...


A bonus picture of Dan a few minutes ago since I feel that we should both suffer public humiliation on the same day (misery loves company right) I highlight this photo to show you, our dear readers that he has devolved to wearing pyjamas pretty much all the time. In public. Please also note that these particular pants are lavender. Pretty, huh?