I'm pretty much a mess on this trip - physically speaking. Andrew reminds me that I'm pretty much a mess on every trip - physically speaking. I guess I've blocked that out as I prefer to think of myself as a very hardy traveler (don't we all?). For starters, I have a sunburn on my back from our snorkel trip on Tuesday that is still fairly painful. Bra straps are a challenge and sleeping on my back is completely out. As well, I've been victimized by sand fleas and have scratched my ankles raw. One of my friends from home suggested that I buy some cat flea collars and wear them as anklets. I may be fast approaching that point.
I have also developed some sort of odd scaly rash on both arms. Andrew pointed out that it's probably some sort of reaction to the sun, and he says I've had it before on other trips. Again, I don't recall.
Finally, my feet are approximately the size of canned hams. This is the one glorious side effect of traveling I DO remember! A big thanks goes out to my dad for so generously passing on the genetic trait of travel-related water retention.
Andrew's list of ailments are all injury related. He does not seem to be bothered by the sand fleas and, while a little red on his back, he was smart enough to put a rash guard on for some of our snorkel trip. His injuries include some nasty scratches on his arm from Freaky (see previous blog) and a big hole behind his right knee. We don't know exactly what that is from, however I noticed the blood streaming down his leg on our big walk yesterday (again, see previous blog). The most likely culprit would be the mangrove branches we were crawling through during our search for the missing key (once again, see previous blog).
These are the prices you have to pay to travel, it seems. Worth it in the end? Definitely!
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