India v. Australia

The main battle appear to be disease versus boredom. In that order. A number of people I met for the first time today assured me that should I travel to India, I would become ill, and that nevertheless I should definitely go. I am kind of certain that Australia would bore me a bit. However, perhaps I could do a lot of yoga and become one with myself and zen and such. The idea of becoming violently ill is extremely unappealing. Also, having spent the day in the sun, I really don't want to be in the sun at all ever again and so that sort of makes both options less palatable. I burned in an odd square on my arm. It is ridiculous.