Something like 5 am they come in our tents every morning yelling "bed tea, bed tea" which is just Chai at a ridiculous hour, they do this I suppose as a kindness to the residence of the camp, to Blake and I however it was one of the first things we hated during the beginning of the trek.An hour after our (bed tea) our group number SK 23 was lined up then set out for a short morning run and then stretches and exercises. After that we put on our packs and went for an acclimatization hike, only 1,000 feet from base camp. On that little trek Blake and I both got to know more of our group and actually got to see a bit of what was ahead of us. also on the trek a native women wearing traditional mountain dress walked by us with her newborn baby son and a newborn lamb, (very cute)We ate then had our orientation, during which we should really have been more serious but honestly couldn't be because the whole thing was in Hindi and we couldn't understand a word of it, so we just messed around the whole time making faces, laughing and having a good time with the few other attendees willing to share in our boredom.Dinner was abominable, I was only able to finish 3 bites before wisely deciding to excuse myself and dumping it in the trash. Before the ceremony started that night I started to feel uneasy and then gradually to a state of total sickness. Laying down made it feel better but Raveesh didn't like that at all and actually came over to sit me up when I refused to sit up myself. His excuse was that I was to sit as everyone else was sitting.During the 1000 foot climb our leaders had been chosen, Raveesh was second in command, and surprisingly Blake had also become elected as the master of ceremonies! Oh and what a master he was... It was truly a show to see and everyone enjoyed it, especially me, that is until I felt to sick to watch anymore and went to my tent to lay down.In the middle of the night, say 2 am I woke up as if from a terrible dream and jumped to my feet and out of the tent just in time to vomit all across the outside of our tent. That was about 3 minutes, afterward I felt much better and returned to bed. 3:10 am rinse and repeat, again up to my feet and out of the tent, this time I felt not only sick to my stomach but woozy in every other way as well. Sometime around 4 am I wake up, but this time it isn't the same story, this time it's worse..I get to the bathroom as fast as I can and thankfully make it in time. Let me tell you though, loose motions in a Asian squat toilet... well um lol it's NOT pretty, one of those experiences you don't go bragging about but just have to tell. I had loose motions again 2 more times that night, and at the end of it I sat naked in the shower sick as hell shivering, washing my body and my shirt like some lunatic in an asylum bent on cleansing himself till the evil that was his humanity was washed away.I returned to the tent just as light from the east began to dimly illuminate the morning sky. In my soaked shirt and frozen body I got into bed noticing only the pain in my body and hoping only for sleep and better days ahead.Obviously I didn't attend breakfast, grappling or exercises in the morning, instead I tried to convince myself that last night was nothing but a bad dream and that I only felt bad now because the dream was so real... it wasn't a perfect system but it seemed to work half the time at least.At lunch I felt good enough to get out of bed and mingle among the camp. I knew I had to eat sooner or later so I got my plate and headed for the kitchen area. Rice seemed like a safe bet so that's what I asked for, but the cook obviously didn't understand English or basic barbarian sign language and gave me the rice I wanted with a vegetable paste on top. I joined the pittu friends Id made the other day and said hello, they were all enjoying the food so much I felt as if It might be safe.In all honesty I believed things were going to work out, half a bite later as some one turned to ask me how I liked it I raised my finger closed my eyes and immediately excused myself. Got just far away enough from the dinning area as to avoid being seen by the entire camp and threw up whatever I had left to give, and then went into those dry heaves that give nothing but punch a hole in your ribs instead.I tried all the medicines I could find but in the end the youngest camp leader, who was actually the same age as Blake gave me some tiny homeopathic balls, not even the size of a bb. It was late and I fell asleep as fast as I could, while I was asleep Raveesh and Blake had returned from an errand in town, and Raveesh saw my discomfort and put 2 extra Blankets on top of me, which brought the total of blankets I had to 4. In the morning I woke up in a sweat but noticed Blake was shivering, he was doing so becuase he had only 1 blanket on him. I gave him one of mine at which point I noticed that I had 3 spare to give.