Published: February 20th 2008January 19th 2008
Full Bags at the Border
Every item was checked. It seems that things are so inexpensive in Paraguay that it pays to go across the border to shop.
Too much intake ... not enough elimination. One theory was a 24 hour bug ... NO. Another theory was food poisoning ... NO. And I do not get diahrrea!
Have never ever been so out of control of my bodily functions. Because La Jefa was taking forever to find a place for the group to sleep, it was the weekend , S.A. holidays in January and February ... school vacations don't you know. I was forced by an exploding system, to seek refuge in the nearest hotel. Too bad it was the one that cost $75/day ... that's dollars!
Because I was in such distress I deserved the plush robes, 500 thread egyptian cotton sheets and room service. Did not even turn on the TV.
Good thing the posh hotel had a toilet and a bidet. Both were in use for nine hours straight.
After cleaning out my system I slept for two days. The man from room service brought me hot water and melba toast.
Thought I had three days to recuperate.
Friends brought my things and came to check how I was feeling. Their kindness was much appreciated.
The truck changed plans
and was off to Bonito a day sooner. Hidden agenda was understood when even the stay at Bonito was cut short by a day.
Saw absolutely nothing of Acuncion. I remember the truck hit a tree and broke a big branch. That brought the total of damaged trees to three for this trip ... and La Jefa laughing about it. A most irritating habit.
The ride to Concepcion was less than comfortable. Was glad to be able to get a room to myself. Went out with Hils and actually became light headed. That could of course have been becasue I had not eaten for three days.
The one spoon rule is now being infrced. Cannot eat seconds and cannot eat piles of food. Buffets are a thing of the past. I think that that was what did me in. Every mealfor three days was buffet style.
I bufetted once too often and paid dearly for it.
There are no pictures of my plight, just the deaded tree.
Three days of being totally unaware of a new country. Remeber nothing of the border crossings ... just the massive amounts of shopping being brought back.
There are more photos below