saris, sweet coffee, and broken toes

So haven't left the house in a day or two, but I put the time to good use overcoming a fever, harbouring a hideous chest cold, getting over the worst bout of premenstrual pain ever and then of course what follows? Oh and tripping over my sleeping feet and pretty much breaking my right big toe and skinning my left knee in the process.

Well I have not become ill from the food yet- in fact I am dangerously addicted to the oranges here! They are the most refreshing juicy scrumptious balls of delightfulness I have eaten. I think being ill helped me to get over my jetlag tho. I can now sleep through the night and well into the morning like a good Indian should; nothing happens until the afternoon and then everything stays open and bustling until late into the night... well by my standards.

We spent hours watching one of the only guranteed english channels while we were house bound and I am now much more knowledgeable on: Sea Animals Built For the Kill, Giant Prehistoric Alligators, and Linguistic Capacities of Apes. Thank you National Geographic, I no longer need to pay for a university education. It was quite nice we had a tea party with yummy temi tea and some butter biscuits and strawberry ones too, and then we were able to ORDER chips and pop up to our flat. Like roomservice. Like we did not have to leave! How genius is that!

So not much other excitement than that. Today is the first day that I woke up feeling, well, awake. Perhaps my soul has finally caught up with my body.

Before I got really ill we went out to the super Indian street and did some real Sari and Salwar Kameez shopping for me and Kelly to wear to the wedding. The shop was one of those spectacularily stereotypical shops that has fabric folded from floor to ceiling on every wall and you take your shoes off and then sit on a comfy mat. You tell them your fabric and colour preference and price range and they make a semi decent effort to find what you would want.

Of course I immediately fell in love with the MOST expensive ones in the store. They pegged me for expensive tastes after that and I had a hard time convincing them to show me cheaper stuff. Where is my rich husband?
I settled on a nice mono wine coloured one, and a pink and gold Kameez that I think I will wear for both New Years and the Sangeet (which is the dancey festive part of Nicoles wedding). Today we are out to find matching jewellery sets and shoes. I have to hobble tho because I have a purple toe. I should have brought arnica. However, according to Dr Vikram, Disspirin is a miracle medecine that cures everything so I am putting it to the test. So far it has worked on head aches and back cramps but now the test is on stuffy nose and bruised toes.

Well before we all faint from low blood sugar we are going to go for some amazing spinach soup :)

missing you.
loving you.
xoxoxox
em

oh and no buses yet chandra! i think we are taking one to the beach in a few days tho! woohoo