I had just finished eating a shwarma at a little place called The Gastro Inn on a back alley in Kolkata when I rounded a corner and walked smack into her. I knew I'd run into to her eventually, but I didn't think it would be this soon.
"Didn't think I'd see you here," I blurted out.
"Well, your first mistake was eating a shwarma in a Kolkata back alley." She replied.
"What's it been, two years?" I said.
"Peru." She came back with.
Peru. That's right. And what a time that had been. Who'd of thought the Ghangida would sneak up on me like this. Well no time to get nostalgic. I made a bee-line back to my guest house, just in time to spend the next 18 hours on a "toilet" with a bucket between my legs. I use the term toilet loosely. I didn't think that I would ever get caught with the Ghangida in a bathroom that was worse than the one my buddy Trace had left me for dead in back in Chiang Mai, Thailand. But here it was, a toilet that rivaled even my time in that Turkish prison.
It would be 8 hours and a jug of pepto-bismol before I could hold down enough water to get some antibiotics in me. This would be followed by a full day of hazy dreams of filthy river water and white slavery.
When I came to at 6:00pm the next day, I had to yell to the guy at the front desk to run down the street and buy me toilet paper. Fortunately, my emergency travel instincts had remembered to unlock my room door before blacking out just in case I had to be pulled out of there.
She got me good, that devil woman Ghangida. And I don't think I've seen the last of her yet.
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3 comments:
slappy slappy slappy!
it was fate. street food from a place called the GASTRO inn? As in "gastro-inn-testinal DISTRESS?"
OMG, I can't handle it. God bless ya!
In the immortal word: Hi Honey! I'm home!!!
I am so glad to be off the hook! Never knew being second could feel so good! I am truly sorry I was not there to hold your hair back this time! But hey, at least the place across the street was not burning down during the process this time! Way not to follow the bright light yet again my friend...! She is a bitch of a lover, but she so brings outthe best in you cheecho!
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