Such a bummer. Woke up this morning with the runs. Who could the culprit be?
The tapioca-coconut dessert I had at the Bogyoke Aung Suun Market. See the one on the center.
The fried rice and the crispy pork at one of the night stalls near 19th street.
Sorry, I didn’t take a pic. My breakfast of fried rice and beef ribs curry at a street stall.
This was just the third time I had traveler’s diarrhea. The first was from a stir-fried squid dish at a street stall in Georgetown, Penang and the second was from a beef dish in Banlung, Cambodia.
Such a bummer. It means skipping the circular train ride. I did manage to take a walk around Kauwangyi Lake before heading back to the guesthouse to use the bathroom. It did seem like it was under control already thanks to the loperamide I took.
So I went to have lunch at Feel Myanmar. I had barely finished my dessert of red velvet cake when the toilet started to beckon. Thankfully, there was a Western-style toilet. Perhaps it was all that food that made my tummy go ballistic again. But I was not to be deterred. I headed to Monument Books and found a nice book on Myanmar culture with several sections on music for just 2, 500 k. Another toilet break. Someone was taking ages in the male toilet (passing-out books perhaps) so I used the female one. Fortunately, aside from the staff who were all lounging downstairs the only other customer was a kid buying a toy on his own (a car was waiting for him) and me.
Next stop was Nanyamadaw shop. They didn’t have the books I wanted but they did have a clean toilet. I headed back to the guesthouse after to sit this thing out.
Managed to get immodium tablets at a Chinese-run pharmacy. I simply pointed to my tummy and made sprinkling motions with my hands. At another store, pointing patting my tummy resulted in flatulence tablets being handed to me. I read every tablet pack there and there was no anti-diahrrea.
I’m better now. Just had a piece of bread for dinner and a pot of green tea.