Watching My Steps

It was a beautiful breezy evening, perfect for a walk. I had recently bought a new pair of running shoes. With a broad smile on my face and a spring in my steps, I was singing my way to the park. "La la la la...la la la..ta da..ta da ta da..SQUISH!!!!!"

A Tale of Gastrointestinal Turbulence

Last year, during this time, I had gone to India to visit my family and do some soul searching in Benares, on the banks of the Ganges. Apart from being one of the holy cities in India, Benares is a glutton's paradise. My soul was satisfied after the week long trip. My stomach was NOT. This post is to remind myself about my bad day at 35,000 feet in the air.