On one of our “last days” in the city, I decided I just had to try all of the delicious foods before I left.
Coffee.
Pastries.
Pizza.
Falafel.
Knish.
Roasted nuts.
Different pizza.
Sushi.
Chicken skewers.
Duck skewers.
Black sesame cheesecake.
Snacks.
Juices.
More snacks.
I ate all day long.
And spent all night long in the hotel bathroom.
My stomach hurt so bad I wanted to die.
I prayed fervently to God to please have mercy on my stupid idiot self.
I woke up in a daze on the cold bathroom floor.
I didn’t remember how I got there.
I laid on the floor for at least an hour soaking up the refreshing cold of the tiles before the pain in my gut finally eased and I slept.
In the morning, I felt something else was wrong.
“Tethting, tethting, one two three”, I said.
“What?”, said Kailey.
“I think I have a lithp!”
I looked in the mirror and sure enough, I had chipped a tooth when I hit the bathroom floor or maybe the counter.
Thoot.
-D
