Of a great sweet . . . and a trip to the doctor

    And now for a sore subject for one of the students, who will remain nameless since I wouldn't want to single him out, but a warning for anyone who might travel to India.

    They're called "Water Balls," and, according to Vince, they are delicious. They are simple. You take poori, a puffed bread, and fill it with sweetened water. Pop it into your mouth, and a great sweet, he says. You buy them from street vendors.

     The problem, of course, is they are filled with water. "I'm Indian, and I don't eat them," Father Vincent said. 

      Well, Vince did. After two plus days of agony, he headed for a doctor, who gave him medication and put him on a yogurt diet. I think when doctors in India see Americans walking in their doors, they know to get out the stomach medicine.

     Actually every member of our team except for Carole and me have been sick at one time or another. Vince was just worse. 

    But none of us are going to eat "Water Balls." Except Vince.