Oh the glory of being sick ( again...)

Peru would be an exceptional country if half the time I've spent wasn't on buses or toilets. Oh the glory of being sick in foreign countries!! Yesterday, I spent 13 hrs on a bus ride with a stomach that felt like it was playing jumprope with my intestines. I couldn't sleep. Didn't eat. And then, to top it off, the bus didn't have a bathroom. It was terrible. When I got off the bus in Arequipa I went on a hunt for a hostel and a pharmacy. The hostal was easy to find, but the pharmacy took a bit. When I found it the lady sold me 5 mystery pills, in which I'm pretty sure, I took them in the wrong order. They seemed to make me feel slightly better which justified my reasoning for buying Chinese food on the street with hot sauce & some strange mystery meat for $5 soles. Now I'm back in bed trying not to think about how the dorm I'm in reeks of mold & vomit & stale beer. Blahhhhhhhhh