Upgraded from "Plague" to "Hangin' In There"

Health is like trousers - you take it for granted but if it disappears all of a sudden, then you're gonna know about it.

Three weeks since moving to downtown Cairo and I've fallen ill twice - first time I slept for a solid day and lost a weekend, second time I missed a day and a half of work. I like being healthy, I like being fit, I like being able to do stuff when I want to; being ill and not being able to enjoy doing random stuff sucks.

So, Egypt has been kicking my ass the last few weeks; the answer, clearly, is fruit and peanut butter. A quick flex of my Arabic muscles garnered 2 kilos of apples and oranges, a stop at the store supplied the rest. Time for some good habits, habits that at no point include the words Koshari. It is sad how much I'm looking forward to eating my fruit when I get home tonight.