Now that my trip is over I can say things that I didn't dare say during it for fear of karmic retribution, like: wow was I flipping healthy these last three months. I not only didn't catch The 'Rona, but had no colds, stomach upsets or really any ailments apart from sore legs from so much walking. I would estimate part of my vitality was the vegetable heavy diet, but probably more due to the mask mandate that was only eased halfway in, and even then didn't really take hold until the final few weeks. By then I was more likely to see an unmasked foreign tourist than a masked one which was disappointing, but not unexpected. But I'm going to try and keep up the diet at least right? I'll let you know after this bacon and sausage sandwich. This newsletter issue feels a little like the part of the movie where the protagonist has been saved but then there's actually more to go - think Castaway or Room. Did you sign up for the introspection that comes afterwards?

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