Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Trivandrum, India, 1986

He was desperate to enter a toilet.  His body had been pouring forth smelly ugly substances for days.  After some tablets the ameobic dysentry was in recession.  His stomach seemed to be holding  and he decided to leave his room and take a taxi into town with his friend Ted.  

Trivandrum, Kerela, South India is a great little town with a lot of really good restaurants.  Ted wanted to take him to his favourite restaurant, slightly upmarket, where they could eat a beautiful Masala Dosa in their own private room.  Ted hinted that they could also smoke a joint there and drink a cup of delicious Indian coffee.  He couldn't wait.

But as he was walking up the street to the heavenly restaurant...
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