Food Poisoning

Nada and I got food poisoning from Chipotle on Friday night. We spent the entire day in bed on Saturday, in sheer misery, unable to eat, sleep, or even move without inducing more head-thobbing pain, nausea, and vomitting. We recovered enough by Sunday morning to head into downtown Austin to catch some World Cup soccer and have Fish-n-Chips. After 24 hours without food or being able to leave the bed, we were craving greasy food and a change of scenery.

Faris wore his new English team uniform and made quite a few friends at the bar.