Thank you so much for sharing (and allowing us to live vicariously through your travels Jessica). It is in music, culture, art, and nature where we can reinforce the connectedness we all share (especially important when the rise of right-wing populism draws strength from nationalism, isolationism, and the "othering" of people around the world.
Thank YOU, George. I believe that instead of a draft young people should be encouraged to travel to foreign countries. Better yet, without mobile phones. Maybe then they'll learn that there is no "other", that humans are quite similar, no matter where one is. And that nationalism is one of the most idiotic and poisonous notions. EVERY country, no matter how poor or totalitarian or whatever, has some who think it's the absolutely BEST in the world. Stupidity will be humanity's downfall.
Well, that was a thrill and a half! I got a real laugh at the photo of the snake charmer who does not even have his eyes on the two cobras in front of him! My cousin Steve was just visiting us here in Mexico and he told us tales of his 3 trips to India totaling almost two years of time. He said at one point he had diarrhea for six months! Truly an extraordinary continent. Thanks Jessica.
Oh wow, Wes -- I totally forgot about diarrhea etc!!! I got amoebic disentry the first time I was in Nepal; before the overland trip, when I flew to India, Nepal, and Sri Lanka. I picked it up on a hike in a pristine Nepali forest, when I drank water from a crystal-clear looking creek that was visited by cows who carry the amoeba. I knew nothing about this. But in Sri Lanka I got violently ill, fever, diarrhea with blood, awful stomach cramps. Again, I had no idea what this was! Back in Germany my father (a medical doctor) identified what it was and gave me medication, but it didn't get rid of it, only reduced the symptoms to where I would be fine for a few weeks, and then I had another, less violent bout. And that's how I drove to India! In Bombay I went to an (Ayurvedic? don't remember) doctor, he gave me little packets with different powders and pills which I had to take for six weeks; one kind in the morning, another one at noon, yet another one at night. No idea what it was, nothing printed came with them. But they cured me for good!
About the smake charmer: I was glad to read that they're illegal now in India. When I watched them, I was clueless about the suffering the poor animals had to endure.
Yes, that's how I remember it. Normal western medicine can't handle it, at least not in Germany in the 1970s. Maybe he needs to go to a clinic that specializes in tropical diseases, if he wants to get rid of it.
Thank you so much for sharing (and allowing us to live vicariously through your travels Jessica). It is in music, culture, art, and nature where we can reinforce the connectedness we all share (especially important when the rise of right-wing populism draws strength from nationalism, isolationism, and the "othering" of people around the world.
Thank YOU, George. I believe that instead of a draft young people should be encouraged to travel to foreign countries. Better yet, without mobile phones. Maybe then they'll learn that there is no "other", that humans are quite similar, no matter where one is. And that nationalism is one of the most idiotic and poisonous notions. EVERY country, no matter how poor or totalitarian or whatever, has some who think it's the absolutely BEST in the world. Stupidity will be humanity's downfall.
Well, that was a thrill and a half! I got a real laugh at the photo of the snake charmer who does not even have his eyes on the two cobras in front of him! My cousin Steve was just visiting us here in Mexico and he told us tales of his 3 trips to India totaling almost two years of time. He said at one point he had diarrhea for six months! Truly an extraordinary continent. Thanks Jessica.
Oh wow, Wes -- I totally forgot about diarrhea etc!!! I got amoebic disentry the first time I was in Nepal; before the overland trip, when I flew to India, Nepal, and Sri Lanka. I picked it up on a hike in a pristine Nepali forest, when I drank water from a crystal-clear looking creek that was visited by cows who carry the amoeba. I knew nothing about this. But in Sri Lanka I got violently ill, fever, diarrhea with blood, awful stomach cramps. Again, I had no idea what this was! Back in Germany my father (a medical doctor) identified what it was and gave me medication, but it didn't get rid of it, only reduced the symptoms to where I would be fine for a few weeks, and then I had another, less violent bout. And that's how I drove to India! In Bombay I went to an (Ayurvedic? don't remember) doctor, he gave me little packets with different powders and pills which I had to take for six weeks; one kind in the morning, another one at noon, yet another one at night. No idea what it was, nothing printed came with them. But they cured me for good!
About the smake charmer: I was glad to read that they're illegal now in India. When I watched them, I was clueless about the suffering the poor animals had to endure.
My brother got amoebic dysentery in Costa Rica. When he gets run down it comes back a bit, acting like IBS.
Yes, that's how I remember it. Normal western medicine can't handle it, at least not in Germany in the 1970s. Maybe he needs to go to a clinic that specializes in tropical diseases, if he wants to get rid of it.