STOMACH DISEASE.

Don’ t worry, this article will not be illustrated.

 I decided to share this nice moment with you because it seems to me important to evoke this passage of the journey, about which nobody want to speak, where we are sick. This passage where we feel so alone, far from family, far from the comfort of which we are used to taking advantage (when I say comfort, I say  clean toilet  with double thickness paper). This moment when you repeat " BUT WHYYYYYY? What the fuck I’m doing here? " The worst, it’s that you are warned, it’s not as if it was new, if the doctor prescribed you 10 boxes of anti-diarrheic, it’s not for nothing.

But even if we try to hide it and to forget it, this moment is crucial. AND EVERYBODY PASSES THERE! NO. EXCEPTION! We could assimilar it as a rite of learning, a hazing, as if India said to us: " aha, you wanted to come, you feel as an Indian at the end of three days by eating in this small "typical" restaurant? You are going to savour it your full masala chicken!" Or more philosophically: " respect your body, your body will respect you!". That's India for me now: take care and everything gonna be alright!

Then, to you, the novice, who plans to come to visit this amazing country soon:
 

Think well before coming! (you’ll not regret at all)