So here is a story I failed to mention from our time in Romania. It is nothing at all to with my Race but has a huge impact moving forward.
A few days ago I had a little “accident”. You see we have been cooking for ourselves and a beautiful young lady on our squad decided she wanted to grace our palates with a dish from her heritage. She made us enchilada casserole which was DELICIOUS. I thoroughly enjoyed way too much of this delicious little dinner. I ate it for dinner, lunch and dinner again the next night. So you can just imagine how delicious it was. However, it had a bit of heat to it- you see she used some peppers and did not remove any of the seeds (where the heat is in a pepper).
It was not until after the 3rd meal of this delicious meal that I decided that my body does NOT enjoy spicy food. You see at this point in our stay we had been asked to stay at another facililty on the Camminul Felix on the other side of the farm. We still used the Nobel House to cook and eat so we had to walk back and forth to go to bed and such. So as I was walking back across the field I was struck by a SEVERE pain in the pit of my stomach. This little pain led me to sprint from the Noble House through the field in an attempt to get to my new home. PLAN FAIL!!!!!
