I wonder if Adam and I will ever be able to mingle in polite conversation again, honestly, after this trip when we spend ALL of our time together and must discuss with one another all of our maladies, including status reports on trips to the toilet, feelings inside our guts and what not --- hence, our filters are just gone!!
After some of the first food I ate -- some fresh tiny tomato salad -- came back up, at least in part, Adam rushed over to see if I was okay.
“Yea, I’m fine!” I said, “that tomato salad was great -- bidirectionally delicious!!”