Well, just like I said, I went home from the internet and lied down. I woke up 4 hours later feeling pretty good but really hungry. Hungry as in “If I don’t get food in me I’m going to pass out.” I decided to go down to the Indian place. Took one bus and decided to hike the rest of the way instead of taking another bus.
The houses here are all flat roofed and there are drains at various intervals around the wall of the roof. They use pipes to shoot the water out away from the house. Whenever I dump my laundry water out I always hope that I don’t hit anyone… Well, you guessed it, somebody got me. On the way to the restaurant I got a big splash of “water” right on top of my head and shoulders, it was a perfect hit. God only knows what it actually was, I don’t want to know. All I knew was that it didn’t smell (Il Hamdillila) and I was dying of hunger. I went to the restaurant with a wet head and shoulders. I doubt that it was deliberate, you would have to time things pretty well from behind a wall. In any case, I made sure to scrub myself really well last night…