Palolem

Yep, still in Palolem. Atmosphere soured slightly by an outbreak of conjunctivitis, which both Rew and Jim have, but Emma and I have as yet avoided (somehow). In a cruel and unusual twist I have what appears to be an ear infection, although I'm not ruling out some kind of bizarre psychological, subconscious sympathy illness. However, in an effort to counter this terrible luck, we're drinking as much Kingfisher as possible.