…for some food poisoning.
I was hoping to finish the blog entries for last weekend last night, but my stomach had other plans. Everything was fine when I left the office at 19:30 (an early day, but the last couple had been very successful), but by 21:00, I was feeling so ill I couldn’t sit up. By 23:30, everything had been purged… everything. Something at lunch had disagreed with me, explosively so. Maybe the curd? It was a nice enough restaurant, an outdoor place with a reputation for excellent food and cleanliness. It was very tasty, served south-Indian style in stainless steel bowls on a stainless steel tray.
Anyway, by this morning I feel a little shaky, but much better, at least able to drink water, and no more conversations with Ralph. These things happen…
Update after the weekend:
Seems my two Indian colleagues were affected as well, though not as badly as I was. They had mild fever and stomach upset, while I had… the works. We’re blaming the banana milkshakes. They tasted great. 
Although things were better Friday morning, I still had to go back to the hotel for a nap at lunchtime. Not that missing lunch was a problem, as I wasn’t able to touch food again, besides the occasional dish of fruit or ice cream, until Monday. That didn’t stop me from going for a long drive out to the Western Ghats for the weekend, but that story will have to wait til I’ve finished the Kerala trip story.