Someone asked us if we wanted to try geocaching and I don't know...hunting for treasure just doesn't seem to hold the appeal it used to. I sorta feel like we've been there, done that. And we didn't even need a GPS.
On another note, one panicked email to Real Gil was finally replied to this morning. After telling me how hilarious the marble story was - Humph. Hilarious?! Really?! I was going more for disgusting. Revolting. Oh you poor thing, let me jump on a plane and rescue you...- he gave me a welcomed update.
The facts are that he's glad he packed the Immodium, he's seen the Taj Mahal, and bartered on the streets of India. He wishes he had toilet paper.