Connecting all foodies in India….
You know that feeling in the morning after a big night out? Your head is going doosh, doosh, doosh…your stomach is like you’ve been on the ferries wheel a ride too long, your legs hurt in places you didn’t know you had muscles and you just want to die. And in your agony, you promise to the Gods above that you will never ever let a drop of alcohol past your throat.
But sometime after 2pm, things start to perk up again. You’ve had a shower, drunk some dhal with lemon (works for my hangover). By 3pm you’ve got your swag back and by 4pm – you’re ready to do it all over again, baby!
You know that feeling, right?
Well when I got to Guwahati, I promised myself that I had enough of the road and was catching a flight out of there but 3 days later…
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