And...I'm home

How quickly time can fly, especially when you're sick. If Monday was any indication as to how the rest of my week was going to go, I should have curled up in my bed and stayed there. But no, I was determined to have my time away with my man. No sickness was going to stop me. Monday morning I headed over to Chancho's place and crawled into bed with him as I figured I'd let him sleep in a little longer before we headed off to our campground. Well a couple hours later, I found myself banging on his bathroom door and heard him tell me to hang on. I couldn't control myself so I did a quick scan of the room and started vomiting into his trash can. From there I dragged myself back into his bed and laid there for a few more hours. He was on the phone with his ex, as she was having another mental break down and he's the ONLY one who can apparently calm her down. (A whole other issue) Chancho put in the video from his time in Peru for me to watch while he was on the phone with her. Not that I really understood anything since everyone was speaking Spanish, but I did get to see him in his wetsuit swimming with sea lions. It actually made me laugh. When I was able to get a little food down, we decided to head off on our journey.
I made it all the way without needing a barf bag and I was even able to eat some McDonalds without any problems. We set up camp and started our relaxing trip. We were right on the creek so of course we had to go exploring. I thought the water was freezing, but Chancho didn't mind it and went swimming in the areas that were deep enough. After exploring a bit, we headed in to town (6 miles away), which is the only place that gets cell phone reception, to buy some food. When we got back we actually found ourselves sleeping the entire day away. We only got up to make ourselves a sandwich, have a small fire and then went back to sleep.
Tuesday, we had a good breakfast and read all day. We found out that we had set up on the wrong campsite so we had to move our entire set up to the site next to us. We read our reservation wrong, which wasn't that big of a deal, but still irritating. 

This is our tent, finally on the right campsite

 The view of our entire campsite

 The creek right next to us

We made a great steak dinner Tuesday night. It was soooo good. Chancho cooked the steak, while I cooked the corn and mashed potatoes. I was so full after it, I fell fast asleep. 

 Cooking steak on the open fire

 Our dinner on Tuesday night

 This picture was taken at 845pm. The moon was so bright!

Then, in the middle of the night, I bolted up out of my sleep and found myself needing to throw up again. I stuck my head out of the door and made it just in time, missing the inside of the tent. It all went down hill from there. Chancho and I both were sick from there on out. Wed we found ourselves making non stop trips to the bathroom. Thankfully the bathroom was only a short walk away from our campsite. We stayed put in our campsite reading our books and making trips to the bathroom for the rest of the day. We didn't even eat anything and slept a lot. The only good thing was that the weather was absolutely gorgeous. It was almost always above 70, with a slight breeze and only a few clouds in the sky. I had said that if it was raining there was no way I was going to stay sick in crappy weather. We figured that it was probably the water that we were drinking or something that we had eaten. I'm still not 100% but at least I can eat food again.
It was an overall good trip, but I would have liked to have been healthy and gone on a few hikes. But it is what it is right? I go back to work on Sunday, Chancho worked last night after we got back and is working some over time Saturday night, so his vacation has come to an end. Back to the grind, until next weekend! We're going to Toronto to see the Yankees! Keeping my fingers crossed that we don't get sick on that trip.

Quote of the Day: "Do not spoil what you have by desiring that which you have not; but remember that what you have now was once among the things you only hoped for." - Epicurus 
Listening to: "Carry on Wayward Son" by Kansas