I wish I had a spoonful of sugar for every medication I'm going to take on this trip. I'd upload a picture of the bag of drugs I walked out of the pharmacy with, but I'm worried I'd be arrested if anyone of actual importance saw this blog. I'm going to be taking pills for malaria, "traveler's illness", high altitude sickness, and typhoid fever. I've already gotten the shot for yellow fever, and one testing to make sure my Hep A and Hep B vaccines were up to date. I'm bringing two Z-packs and two packs of some other antibiotics for just-in-case illnesses.
Literally... I'm a walking pharmacy.
My doctor's appointments are piling up, but I'm now truly terrified I'm going to just die of a tropical disease not covered by any of these meds.
And god forbid I get rabies, which according to my travel medicine doctor, is rampant in South America.
But don't worry, my friends, the most likely thing that will kill me on this trip is crazy drivers.
Wish me luck!
EAJ
"We would look out over the immense sea ... each of us far way, flying in his own aircraft to the stratospheric regions of his own dreams. There we understood that our vocation, our true vocation, was to move for eternity along the roads and seas of the world. Always curious, looking into everything that came before our eyes, sniffing out each corner but only ever faintly- not setting down roots in any land or staying long enough to see the substratum of things; the outer limits would suffice."
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