Last Man Down

Hooray.

I've been managing to get some stuff done.

A few days ago, I went bouldering along the river, eventually ending up at a waterfall (I think I described this in an earlier post).

Yesterday, two Israelis and I crossed the river, and went for a walk around a few temples and rocks - now, i'm not such a huge temple geek, so I didn't really feel the need to pay to go inside - simply walking around was enough for me.

Today, I hope to see the monkey temple on this side of the river, and a clean-water (by Indian standards) lake.

My hebrew is progressing amazingly well - but such is to be expected when I am around Israelis non stop all day long. I can already put together basic sentences, and I know most of the bad words that seem to spice their conversations.

I've met a few people who have been giving me great travel advice - and so I feel a lot more confident about my post India travel plans... I'm pretty sure that whenever I do leave India, be it Jan-Feb-March, I will head to Burma, hang out there for a while, and then make my way on to SW china via Laos. If time permits, I'll try and go to a bit of Indonesia...

Anyhow, as the title suggests - a game is in play now.

The guesthouse i'm at is very nice. It's cheap, the view is breathtaking, and the staff have an evil sense of humor.

Alas, it seems that something is awry in the kitchen, as my Israeli and British peers appear to be dropping like flies to food poisoning. I've been eating the same as them (although my appetite has been dropping slightly) - but, knock on wood, up until now.. i've been fine.

Right now, I appear to be the last one to not have food poisoning, and so, I cross my fingers, and hope that i'll last until I leave (which in theory, will be tomorrow).