Give-Away – Meteor City, Arizona
CONGRATS HeidiRenee! You are the winner. And not just because your story was harrowing (which is was) but because the random generator picked you. Yay! Send me your address and I’ll mail it off to you. [leah at leahpeah dot com]
Thanks everyone for playing! Your stories made me feel a little bit better about how bad I feel….xo
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Hello Friends!
Joe and I are sickitysicksick. We’re making sounds and expelling things no one wants to hear about. Instead of lovely photos of the past few days (which there aren’t many because it is SO HARD to lift the camera to your face when you’re sick) we’re having a give-away today.
Leave a comment about a time you were sick while traveling and two lucky people will win a small present picked up at Meteor City, Arizona.
Here’s Joe in front of the Trading Post. He looks pretty good for being really sick, yes?
Contest ends at midnight tonight.
Elizabeth
November 23, 2009
8:28 am
Mexico, 2004. I was on my honeymoon, staying at the most magical tropical resort you can imagine. Oceanfront corner room, with an L-shaped stone balcony that had a table, chairs and a hammock. Room service to that balcony every day. Marble bathroom, shower with a skylight. Magic.
My new husband and I went out on the beach the first morning, without enough sunscreen like the whitey-whites we are, and drank too much. We didn’t just get sunburned, we got BLISTERED. Like, nothing can touch my skin ever again, blistered. Like, I am so nauseous and cold and shivering and hot and feverish and sick, blistered. Applying aloe was some form of torture worse than waterboarding. Trying to sleep was impossible. He was burned on his stomach, I my back. I’m not sure we have ever been so miserable together.
We tried to make the best of it, leaving the room occasionally just to make sure our skin could still move a little. But it was pure-T awful and no amount of alcohol, aloe or cold washcloths could make it stop. We keep saying that we’ll take a second honeymoon one day to make up for that one, but it hasn’t happened…yet.
Hope you feel better soon!
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November 23, 2009
8:55 am
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Jenn
November 23, 2009
10:06 am
OK. so I was in Mexico. Morelia, Michoacan. Does summer language school count as traveling?
A couple of friends and I went to this restaurant that we have been frequenting. Strange little place where they were always out of whatever we chose off the menu… this was when I realized that the menu was only what they WISHED they had. To know what they really had, you had to peek over the counter to see what was cooking. Yum.
The next day, I was getting ready for school, and nearly passed out in the shower. In fact, the whole shower started moving in big circles, around and around and the floor started warbling, up and down. No, it was not an earthquake, but rather an attack of Moctezuma’s revenge. I won’t give you details but suffice it to say everything that wasn’t nailed down, came out. The doctor was called (they make house calls!) and thank god she spoke English, ’cause my ability to speak Spanish pretty much went the way of the meal– expunged from my system.
I’ll take a silly ole cold any day! take care yous guys…
brandon
November 23, 2009
10:49 am
If puberty counts as an illness (I THINK WE KNOW THE ANSWER TO THAT), then far and away the sickest travel story I try my best to repress was around that time in June of 1984 when my parents decided to outfit an un-airconditioned cargo van with a couple of lawn chairs and a communal mattress and drive from Texas to Oregon. Right around the time we were passing through the Petrified Forest, I made the mistake of falling asleep. I then proceeded to dream of sweaty, naked ladies.
Oh my god, I don’t think I want to talk about this anymore.
I will say that sometimes avoiding eye contact and pretending like nothing happened is the greatest gift you can give your child. Even greater than love.
HeidiRenee
November 23, 2009
1:56 pm
was going to a convention in cincinatti – we flew from bangor to philly and had lunch at the philly airport. we were starving. went to a chicken place that was closest to our gate. i ordered the meal deal that came with mashed potatoes and gravy. as i ate it i realized that the gravy was cold. should have stopped me in my tracks, but i was hungry and we had a flight to connect with. rushed and ragged we got to our gate and the plane was delayed because of a storm. 2 times. we waited and waited, and were told that we would have to overnight in philly because the planes weren’t headed there. they said we could re-route through charlotte, so we chose that route and waited on stand-by to see if we’d make it – we did. got on the plane, got in the air and i ran for the toilet. i didn’t even get the door closed before i puked all over everything. the force of the puke made me pee my pants – i was covered in puke and pee and sicker than i think i have ever been. and now everyone on the plane hates me because they all feel like they’re going to be sick from the noise i made and the smell they have to endure for the 2 hour flight.
i have no change of clothes in my bag, so i must sit in pee, still weak from food poisoning, in my seat. we get to cincinatti and they have lost our bags and for two days at the convention i have to wear my hand washed pee-pants that are clean, but never dry overnight, so they are damp and uncomfortable. it was the worst trip of my life. if you are ever in the philly airport please don’t eat the gravy.
Peeved Michelle
November 23, 2009
2:41 pm
1. Got on a plane in Alaska about to be sick from the crab-stuffed mushrooms I just ate. Had the sweats and stomach cramps for ten hours until I got home to CA where I made to the bathroom (but not the toilet) and puked up everything I had ever eaten in my entire life.
2. One day after arriving in MI to meet my husband’s parents for the first time, was laid up in bed with a fever. Stayed in bed for two days, got them all sick, then left.
Suebob
November 23, 2009
8:25 pm
I was 15, and on a family trip through the Midwest. My family is known for doing horribly boring things. I was getting a cold and we went to the boat locks. For amusement. We had to stay about an hour to watch a boat go into the locks, the locks fill up, then the boat leave the locks.
All this time, my nose was running. And I had one tissue. And we couldn’t leave because? We had to watch the stupid boat do its thing in the stupid locks.
Because I couldn’t wipe my nose, it got raw and chapped to the point where it completely scabbed over. My nostrils inside and out were a mass of scabs. Do you remember how self-conscious you were at age 15? Right. Having a nose full of scabs and traveling across the country made that all the more better. Oh yeah, those were good, good times.