I'm not sure why I can't add a title to these blog posts ...

It's Monday and I'm feeling better. In spite of the urgings of Nil's family, I didn't go to the doctor. I consulted my sis in Houston and she thinks that my body's had enough food and was revolting. I think I haven't eaten this much fast, fried food and dairy on the go since I left America and my body reacted to the "normal" food I ate before leaving Rio (baked potato with butter and chives and a grilled chicken breast ... although I am beginning to wonder at the connection with the times I've had food poisoning after eating chicken breasts).

So, today I'm going to try and go to the Strawberry Festival in spite of having slight Hershey Squirts (that would be diarrhea for those not familiar with the term). I love strawberries and can't imagine missing it while I'm here. I promise not to get too much sun so that I don't get dehydrated. I only have four more days to eat, I mean explore Brazil ... I promise to take it easy on the intestines.