Oh Morocco, why do you hurt me so??
14.11.2005 17 °C
So, as if being sick doesnt suck enough, try doing it 6000 miles from home without any normal medicines or doctor or any of those comfort things. Moroccos was amazing, that is very true, but even more memorable is something I like to refer to as “La revancha de los Almoravides!” Consider it the Moroccan version of Mexico´s Montezuma´s revenge. While we all suffered some bowel discomfort after the trip, my experience was unique. Not only was that taken to a whole new level, but I managed to get a nice little virus somewhere. On Wednesday, my first day back at school, I started to feel flu-ish and by the time I got home that night I had a fever, chills and couldn’t eat a thing. For the next 4 days I split my time laying curled up on my bed and the bathroom, and trying to sleep, the only remedy for what seemed like a slow tortuous death.
In addition, a wonderful wave of homesickness set in and, well, lets just say it was a rough week.
On Monday I headed back to school, feeling like I had things “under control” although not 100% yet. By Wednesday I could eat normal foods again and Thursday gave way to Friday and I felt pretty good. I was so tired of sitting around and I was ready to shake off the whole sickness/homesickness thing and get outta town, and the perfect opportunity came up!