sour stomach

Yesterday, my stomach finally rebelled a little against all the new and spicy foods I've been eating. It wasn't too bad, but after helping teach class, I just went to bed for most of the day and either read or slept. I got to spend some time with Ping, too, which mostly consisted of her speaking in Thai, me speaking in English, laughing, and not understanding each other. I learned the vowels yesterday, though. Thai has a lot of vowel sounds. I ate bland foods (and not much) all day, and after evening class, Paul and I went for dinner with Steve and Melvin, two guys who are doing ministry in Malaysia and Indonesia and are scouting out possibilities for organizing short-term trips to Thailand. Steve is American and Melvin is Indonesian (I think I mentioned them in my last entry). It was really neat to talk to them. I think Steve was relieved to talk to some white people, haha. He's been in Panang, Malaysia for six months. I was relieved to eat some non-spicy chicken noodle soup. Unfortunately, the curry that they ate last night did not agree with Steve and Paul so much this morning.