So after I blogged yesterday I joined a few others in an epic journey to find an ATM that recognizes canadian banks. It was successful.
Towards the end of our journey and during dinner I felt myself becoming increasingly sick. So I left early and put myself to bed. I had the worst sleep I think possible, with crazy dreams of obscene amounts of chocolate and being sick. Spent an hour in the bathroom unsure if I was to loose the little dinner I had managed to get down, and didn't go to the work site today.
I think I am doing a bit better, but all I can think about is how crushed I would be if I am unable to join my class hiking the Inka Trail tomorrow. I think I would actually die.
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Hey Tracy
ReplyDeleteDonna here, your posts have been great! (although you do need a dictionary...;?) Don't despair about the inca trail, think about the great things you've experience so far. sucks, I know.