Hola from a monastery in Spain, where I am currently subsisting on green juice and a handful of nuts a day, as part of a detox/boot camp retreat. Oh and a dried apricot - the culinary highlight of the day. Travis can't believe I'm actually paying to do this. 'Can't you just stay at home and not eat?' he said when I told him where I was going.
He's got a point. But I would never find the motivation to do several hours of yoga, four hours of uphill hiking and drink two pints of cucumber and celery juice (plus a shot of wheatgrass juice) a day at home. Not with the boulangerie calling to me from just a hundred paces away.
Now that the headache and nausea have subsided, I'm almost beginning to enjoy it here. Someone has just handed me a 'cocktail' consistig of fizzy water with a slice of lemon and ginger (never did I imagine I would get so excited about a glass of water.) My only worry is that by the time I leave here I will have turned into a teetotal, carbohydrate-phobic health freak.