This night I was sleeping much better than the nights before. I woke up at 8.30am. When I looked in the mirror I was super skinny, I felt like everything was sucked out of me, I didn’t feel strong and energized at all. My head was better, fever was gone, stomach ache and diarrhea was still there… Started cycling at 9.30 with quite strong headwind. What can I say, as far as I’m concerned, generally the people in India are rude! Today while cycling, again two guys on a motorcycle came along and started yelling and making weird sounds like they were animals. I ignored them, but they didn’t stop. Once they drove closer, and started touching me I just snapped! I yelled back and pushed them away. I just don’t get it! Why they do this, just leave me alone!
India = bad traffic and chaos! Hope tomorrow the road will get better. Also I hope I will get better. Let me put it this way: Having diarrhea here isn’t the best thing ever because there aren’t (m)any public toilets where I could stop. So every time my stomach says WAWAWIWA I need to…you do the math. Good day.