Day one on my cross-country drive from Vancouver to Ottawa. Arrived at my friend Bec’s place in Banff and we went for Mexican. After the day’s diet of chocolate bars and potato chips, it seemed a welcome change. In retrospect, I don’t know if my life has ever taken a turn for the better after ingesting anything of Mexican origin.
Back at her house, I didn’t feel so good, and when I used the bathroom, discovered that I had the runs. Just what I needed with 2500 or so kilometres ahead of me.
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