Holy Water = Holy Shit

So while we were in Amritsar, we went inside the middle section of the golden temple which is in the middle of a large holy pool that Sikh's come to bathe in... (Google image search golden temple to see what it looks like!) The middle of the Golden temple is where the original Sikh Holy book is taken everyday so that a Sikh 'priest' can chant verses from it over loud speakers from 4am until 10pm everyday. On our last night there we went to the ceremony in which they walk out to the Golden Temple, put the book into a big carriage and carry it back to a room were it is held to the next day so that it can all be repeated again...It was quite a fancy ceremony for a book--they adorned the carriage with flowers and pillows and fresh sheets before retrieving it...after all of this, we went to the middle bit and as we were walking through a Sikh man grabbed my wrist and pointed to where all the Sikhs were taking holy water and drinking it and dripping it on their backs and praying...he told us that we must drink a drop as a drop could change our lives...following the cliche, when in Rome, we gladly went up, cupped our hands, drank a sip and instantly realized that this holy water and the large bath surrounding the temple were one and the same! The taste was horrid but we were hoping a bit of holy water may help us along our way--turns out, the only way this holy water changed our lives is that it gave us diarrhea that we never had before! So we have been battling a bit of upset stomach the last few days, but other than that, things have been great!