I wonder, is it possible to die from eating the same food breakfast, lunch and dinner. If you are what you eat then we are fast becoming stodgy, wet and yet frightfully spicy! Dahl bhaht, dahl bhaht, dahl bhaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhtt!!!!!!!!!!
Even Morgan Spurlock, in his Michael Moore inspired documentary, could order what he wanted from the menu when he stuck to a strictly McDonalds diet in 'Super Size Me'.
It hasn't even been a week and I honestly don't think we'll survive the food. As well as our dahl bhaht diet. There are no corner stores so we are having Micropur in our tap water to avoid any nasty bugs. It tastes like pool water. An indoor heated over chlorinated pool. Remember there is no refrigeration. I have carefully read the instruction to our travel size Micropur, it says to add 10ml to every 100 litres. Seriously!!! Who travels with a 100 litre drink bottle!
I really think I'm starting to go crazy due to lack of protein. I have even taken to talking to the neighbours goats, stroking them and telling them how much I like them. I like them so much; I'd like to see them on the end of my fork! That is if I had one!
However, like all situations you need to try and look for the bright side. All this rice has sorted out our tummies. So much so that there is no longer any movement at the station shall we say? This is just as well, because as I have already mentioned, one eats with their right hand and washes with their left. It seems a simple enough concept. Then could someone please tell me why the tap in the bathroom is on the right?
Steve, just curious, is this considered an emergency; will our insurance company organise a food drop?
x Lisa (In desperate need of some salad Mum)
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