Prescribe my medication anytime, doctor...
21.01.2006 23 °C
I couldn't sleep at the hostel. The loud vehicles and my slight fever kept me shivering in bed all night. In times like this, I wish someone can take care of me. Being or trying to be independent can take a toll on any woman in a certain way. Anyhow, feeling a little better after a cold shower in the morning, Kristy, Anthony and I checked out our hostel and took a taxi to the Atlantico bus terminal for the bus to La Fortuna.
This bus ride was a real torture! But you could not expect too much out of a 4-hour ride for 1250 colones, the price of a subway ticket in NYC. I felt nauseous the entire time and can't wait to get off the bus and lay down in a bed at a hostel.
Finally, the ride was over. But the search for hostel was not. A few people came up to us at the bus station trying to sell us a room for the night for less than $10. I was not in the mood or have the ability to make a judgement, so I left it to Kristy and Anthony. They checked out couple places in town and finally settled for a room. At this moment, Omar, my beloved tour guide, appeared and got me a room right next to his. It may not mean much to him but I was pleasantly touched.
Next, I threw up, in my 'own' bathroom. Let's just leave it at that. It could be the alcohol or the fish or just from not being able to sleep well for a week. Who knows? Feeling better afterwards, I walked over to the Adventure office and got my ticket to what I came to La Fortuna for - the hot springs! Back to the hotel, I took a short nap watching the Travel Channel. When I woke up, the slight fever sneaked back on me and my body started shivering again. My first-aid pouch only had cold/flu medications, nothing for fever. How can I forget to pack essentials like this? I have no choice but to drag myself to the groupmates' rooms and see if anyone can give me some medications.
It was Ofri and Chris to the rescue this time. I took the ibprofin and invited them for the hot spring. It was the least I can do. I knew the warm water will rejuvenate my body and my muscle.
So here we are, at the Baldi's Hot Spring resort. It took no time for us to store our belongings and jump into the springs. What a change after taking cold showers for more than a week? The best part was to go under the spot where the warm water comes down and feel the pressure in my head and back. This is better than a massage. This is heaven!
I'm not sure what they serve for drinks in heaven. For a while, I hesitated to get anything because of my condition. Then my doctor, Mr. Kahlon, convinced me to have some vodka. I don't know why it makes complete sense to me at that moment. I had my first dose and felt stronger after an hour. Omar, Perry and Don joined us. We had dinner with the rest of the group who had just came back from their volcano trip. No lava.
These hot springs were set up like the water ride in an amusement park. The higher they are, the hotter they get. Gen, Tina and Lauria were already sipping cocktails at the bar in the middle of the final spring on top when I arrived. I had my second dose of medication and felt almost completely recovered by this time. We joked around for a while and headed back down to change. The rest of the night was history...