I felt a little feverish and tired last night and this morning, and spent a good chunk of this afternoon bawling to my parents on Skype about how I didn’t want to get sick and miss out on fun things, and have to go to a Cambodian hospital, and blah blah blah. Then I actually bought a thermometer and discovered I am running no discernibly high temperature and most likely am suffering only a cold.
Went to dinner with Caroline and a friend on the riverfront (read: expensive Western restaurants). We went to the “Cantina”—a highly questionable decision in Cambodia. I ordered a bean burrito and was greeted by a butter-fried “tortilla” filled with boiled black beans. Period. Mmm mmm unencumbered fatty fiber.
P.S. Sorry if this last one reads kind of like a twitter feed.
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