Laid out Flat

After my initial post from Santiago the other day, things have gone a little downhill. It was all going nicely, the weather continues to be great, I have some more pictures to post, and I have linked up with my colleagues from Greenpeace Chile.

Then this morning I woke up what appeared to be food poisoning. So nothing has happened today, except for what people with food poisoning do (I don’t think the details are required here…). Being in a hotel is probably not the best place for this, although fortunately I had a couple of bottles of Gatorade already here – the perfect combination of energy, fluid and salts for just such an occasion.

Around lunch time, I decided that a trip to the local pharmacy was necessary to help me recover. So I dragged myself out of bed, and hobbled down the street, looking like an old man in my fragile state. All was going well until that familiar urge started building in my stomach. The helpful (English speaking) guy in the pharmacy was explaining to me how often to take the tablets, as I started to break in to a sweat. I shoved some money at him, then (probably pretty rudely) grabbed the change and tablets, and bolted for the door. The security guard looked at me strangely as I ran past him convulsing, as I dived outside and vomited straight in to the gutter.

Now that probably sounds pretty gross, and I am sure it was quite a sight for the lunch time work crowd. But it is also just one of those travel tales that can be darkly humorous, and as I am slowly recovering this evening, I am starting to see a pretty funny side to it.

Have just had the first sense of feelng hungry all day, so here’s hoping for a better day tomorrow.

Shane