I had felt it since that walk on the beach the other day in what was quite a cold wind… I was getting a cold myself.

And after another stint at the beach, and a session in a hyper-cooled-down cinema, here I am, a day in bed with blocked nose, tons of tissues and feeling a bit worn out.

Well, it was a rather rainy and cold day in Rio anyway, so I did not miss much except another movie at the festival.

I just wish I had packed those pills after all. But a bit of tiger balm from a friend back home also works wonders on my nose.

At least I finished that book on Australia. I hope there’s more to report tomorrow.