I don't think it's Montezuma's since we're in Peru...maybe Inca's Revenge. About 10 last night Erin started to feel it in her stomach. Then, about 10:30, it hit me too. It's what the Peruvians call (pull out your Spanish/English dictionary for this one) diarrea.
We were suppossed to go on a tour of the Sacred Valley today, a valley in between Cusco and Machu Picchu. The tour consits of visiting 4 ancient ruins and lasts all day. About 20 minutes before we were suppossed to get picked up we called the tour director to let him know. Luckily, he said we can do the tour on Tuesday instead.
So we spent the day sleeping and going to the bathroom. I felt good enough to walk down the street to the internet cafe but there's definitely some rumbling still going on down there!
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One day you eat raw fish. The next day you are sick. Didn't your mothers ever nag you not to eat raw food?
I don't have anything clever to say....I'm just enjoying the blogs and want to say hi. I do agree with stever...maybe no more raw lime-fish.
Whatever, it has nothing to do with the raw fish. I have the same sickness and I didn't even try the ceviche. It's so nice that we can share this oh-so-special diarrhea moment in our lives so many thousands of miles away.
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