This was one busy week. I spent the majority of it down the country. For those of you that don’t know where down the country is, for a Dubliner it is anywhere that is outside of Dublin. North, South, East or West, it doesn’t matter, if you leave via any of the motorways, it is down the country. For anyone who’s not a Dub I was both down south and then west.
When you spend a few days living out of a bag it is very hard to consistently eat out and avoid consuming foods that contain bad fats and carbs. Even ordering a salad can be dangerous, if you’re careless you can end up with a delicious salad that probably contains the same amount of calories as a fresh cod and chips. A chicken Caesar, if the chicken is fried and is dripping with bacon and dressing is carnage for a calorie counter. If I’m at home I always boil the chicken, grill the rindless bacon, loose the croutons and have a light dressing on the side.. there is no parmesan and I can eat guilt free. You don’t have that luxury if you’re eating out.
By day two on the road I was getting a little ‘pissed offed’ to say the least. Not wanting to offend someone I won’t go into too much detail but when you’re confused over whether you have been served chicken or pork you know things have hit a bit of a low. So it was off to the local shop to purchase a bag of lettuce, some cherry tomatoes and a cold packet of chicken. As I sat in my room eating off a paper plate I started to dream about the simple joys that a pizza might bring but fought the urge and headed to the pool instead.
As I swam length after length, surrounded by nothing but the sound of the water I started to forget about food and knew that I had made the right decision. That was until I realised that my left ear was full of water that no amount of leaning to the side or ear buds was going to remove it. Now some might think that the sound of the ocean in your ear might be soothing and that I drifted off into a peaceful slumber, but you would be wrong. At five in the morning I was sitting googling about how to remove trapped water from your ear.
I came across a post about pouring more water into your ear, leaving it for about ten seconds, give your head a shake and hay presto, out it should flow. I had my doubts but at about five forty five I decided I would try this witchcraft and grabbed a bottle of water and poured it into my waterlogged ear. For approximately two seconds I was terrified, at second three I poured. At second four I heard a pop and fear set in. As I lay with my head tilted over the edge of the sink terrified that when I stood up I was facing a burst ear drum I contemplated just staying there until someone found me but I mustered the courage to stand up and low and behold the water flowed out of my ear and down my neck bringing with it the trapped water.
As I climbed back into bed I said a quiet thank you to the Brazilian guy that recommended it on the google machine.