Apologies for being remiss in my blogging, but I'm just now getting back in the saddle after trips to Hyderabad, Goa, and a 36 hour bout with a brutal case of Delhi Belly.

Yup -- I feel like I've earned my stripes as an expat in India now. After two months here without issue, I was beginning to feel like I was missing out on a crucial part of the prototypical experience. I should learn to be careful what I wish for... within an hour and a half of eating Thursday's dinner (Chicken Murg Masala from a reputable nearby hotel restaurant), I was doubled over on my bathroom floor -- the place where I would spend the majority of the next day and a half.

One more testament to the kindness of people here -- our driver, security guard at the guesthouse, and housekeeper all were very concerned with my health and kept offering to take me to the hospital or call for the doctor. All's well that ends well, though, and I'm almost back to feeling "fully good" or "100%," as folks here like to say. :-)