I've never had food poisoning in India, despite my shark gullet's reputation somewhat challenged these days. But then again I only operate in 5 star hotels when I am over there. Not that it equals really protection in the land of bright, saturated Bollywood and defecating in the streets.I got the sad story of two Danish chaps Larsen and Toubro not being able to return to Denmark due to WW2. Somehow engineering expertise doesn't mean it moves through generations nor horizontally into different disciplines, but some of us signed up to be suckers. In moments of drunkenness they even confessed we bought into their story.
I heard that's good for when you get food poisoning. There's a soft rug and good climate control for when you are praying in front of the porcelain goddess.
What I've never figured out, is why their current knowledge export is so dour in their dressing habits. Drab, black and off-black.