So Grateful For Running Water And Clean Toilets...
Port Blaire the big city of the Andaman Islands, once here we went straight to the little Guest-House right in the middle of all the hustle and bustle, we had stayed in before! No waiting around for taxis and rickshaws to lead us into the hands of their various employers...
No thank you, we have baksheesh but it is for those who actually deserve it, sorry!
We took our time settling into Azad Lodge, which by the way was right in the center of it all, clean, cheap and very friendly. For dinner, we went to our favorite Bengali restaurant near the Gandhi statue. This place was not much to talk about on the aesthetics side of things and I couldn't tell you the name of it, but I'm pretty sure that if you took me to Port Blaire I would remember where it was... Come to think of it, this could even be the best Indian food I've ever had!
While eating dinner that evening, I felt something was off with my body. I wasn't feeling right and started to have hot flashes, so we ended our dinner early and hurried back to the hotel. I must of caught some nasty bug at lunch... That night was a rough one, I tossed and turned all night and had to go to the bathroom several times. I woke up very early the next morning with a bad fever and had to stay in bed all day, I had no energy, I was drained and the nausea was kicking my ass...
Never had I been so grateful for a clean bathroom to lay around in so I could purge everything I had in me!
Sorry for the graphics, no worries I will spare you any photos... Jessica had made plans to see our new friend Jen, who we had met on Niel Island. She was staying at a fancy hotel with a swimming pool. The air was hot and sticky in Port Blair, so you can imagine how luxurious it seemed to relax on a lounge chair by a cool swimming pool, sipping on cocktails! On top of it we are used to going cheap when we travel.
My lovely wife wanted to stay and take care of me, but since I wasn't going to do very much but lay around in bed in our cool concrete room there was no sense both of us should suffer. So I rested a few hours and woke up to Jess giving me lemon rice which seems to be the go to meal for aching bellies around here. I started some antibiotics I had from the U.S. and sort of stayed in bed for the next two days.
By the time I was feeling better, Jen had gone back to Canada and we went to the jetty to find a boat back to Niel island for the Holi Festival which is an ancient Hindu ritual and play of colours and another ritual that involves men walking on fire, pulling carriages with meat hook pierced through their backs with arrows pushed through their cheeks!
Unfortunately all boats for Niel island were full and I really didn't want to spend any more time in Port Blair so we got tickets for Havelock again.
We were leaving the next day so we walked a round a little while, I was happy to be out and about again!
We also went through the Zonal Anthropological Museum. This is a good place to get a glimpse of life on some of the island we are not allowed in as tourists... they say it's for our own safety, on one of the island Cannibalism is practiced!!!!
This rice de-husking tool is something you can see across Asia, we have used one in Thailand and it works wonders
Just amazing to see some of the people living on these islands clearly don't originate from the Asian continent!
Until next time!
Previous Episodes:
- Episode 01 ~ Average length of a Honeymoon
- Episode 02 ~ When Giraffes and Camels Play
- Episode 03 ~ Something in the air smells of DMT
- Episode 04 ~ Port Blair and The Bambi Experience
- Episode 05 ~ Landing in Paradise... Finally!!!
- Episode 06 ~ Strange Beach Creatures on Niel Island
Next Week
Celebrating Color!
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