I don’t mean to be mean. We haven’t gotten off to a rough start exactly. Safari was great and I have crossed paths with some lovely people.
The robbery, while not my fav, could have been much worse. Getting really sick the next day though just seemed a bit like adding insult to injury. I did feel well enough for my flight to the desert, yes. But last nights super-sick-all-night-fell-asleep-next-to-the-toilet-then-literally-had-to-crawl-back-into-bed-because-I-couldn’t-walk-thats-how-sick-I-was was kind of the worst. Like the sickest I have been since I got food poisoning 6 years ago.
It’s not that I don’t think we aren’t meant to be anymore. I think we totally are. But for whatever reason I have been sicker the last 6 weeks here than I have in the last 6 years of my life. Maybe this could change? Because it is kind of putting a damper on things.
I know we can work this out. So if you could, just get rid of the amoeba/germs/parasite/whatever’s thats are taking up residence in my tummy that would be great. We have a bright future together, Africa. Let’s get on with it, shall we? Thanks. Much love.