Fell over last week ( Life Tip ...at this stage of life you never say 'had a fall' that's what old people say, young people 'fall over') and have a scab on my knee the size of Tasmania, very attractive. Rash is a bit more random, it's on my arm and just fell out of the sky on to me. Fingers crossed I arrive pure.
Two days to go and about to start the anti malaria tablets.
Gee I hope my scab falls off and my rash goes before I get to India.
Never thought I'd say that. Mind you, I'll fit right in and might even make some extra rupees on the side.
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