24 July: Thursday plorplechumny.

Still on mini-holiday, staying at an Airbnb. Airbnb poo. Ha! This is a plorp of poo. A plop. A splortle. Ooey, gooey plooey splortness. Interestingly, I began taking (prophylactic) antibiotics the day before because I slashed my toe own on an oyster shell in warm, brackish water. That's going to play havoc with my gut microbiome, so I was curious what my poo would look like. Now we now. 

eNjoy.