Well sick, to put it simply, I have fallen into a black hole of a seriously nasty cold.
It hit some time after the Chianti tour and got worse as I stayed in Venice. Leaving my brain foggy, my reasoning senseless, and my heart and soul homesick. I have those cravings for the little things when I get ill, like curling up with my boyfriend, and having tea on my couch while whining how I hate being sick. While traveling I'm horrible about being sick. I don't want to stay in bed, I don't want to take it easy, I want to explore. I want to ignore my spinning head and coughing so I can go and see some art and people, take a gondola ride.
Yet, my body had other ideas. Like giving me a nose bleed for half an hour and finally out of exhaustion forcing me to sleep for 20 hours yesterday.
The good news is that I am in Germany, with friends, and I have the ability to sleep, to rest, to clear out my lungs. Except, I am terrible about wanting to stay in bed and rest, when there is a church ringing bells just down the way, and apparently a medieval walled city a few kilometers away.
Oh well.
So forgive me readers as I try to catch up on my story telling.
It hit some time after the Chianti tour and got worse as I stayed in Venice. Leaving my brain foggy, my reasoning senseless, and my heart and soul homesick. I have those cravings for the little things when I get ill, like curling up with my boyfriend, and having tea on my couch while whining how I hate being sick. While traveling I'm horrible about being sick. I don't want to stay in bed, I don't want to take it easy, I want to explore. I want to ignore my spinning head and coughing so I can go and see some art and people, take a gondola ride.
Yet, my body had other ideas. Like giving me a nose bleed for half an hour and finally out of exhaustion forcing me to sleep for 20 hours yesterday.
The good news is that I am in Germany, with friends, and I have the ability to sleep, to rest, to clear out my lungs. Except, I am terrible about wanting to stay in bed and rest, when there is a church ringing bells just down the way, and apparently a medieval walled city a few kilometers away.
Oh well.
So forgive me readers as I try to catch up on my story telling.
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