Twenty Three Weeks

Nut jobs in Ecuador

Finishing our three week South American adventure in Chile today. Maybe we have a name?! Post coming soon!
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It took twenty three weeks and I officially have my first real grumble.

Maybe it’s the four time changes in two and half weeks or the fact that we are sleeping on two twin (extra, extra firm) mattresses pushed together, or the late night dinner seating, or the two high sugary desserts the waiter brings at the end of each enormous meal, or the yummy decaf coffee I’ve had at the end of each night and it’s traces of caffeine, or the neighbor next door that I swear has contracted some sort of third world whooping cough...but man! I’ve had a rough go of it this week when it comes to sleeping.

Oh how I miss our bed at home. My hips hurt, my back hurts, I can’t get the fort of pillows I build around me situated, I’m having a heck of a time staying on one side or the other, and my mind has been racing a million miles a minute.

Is this what the next four months (and beyond) is like?! Oh please, please, please say it isn’t so.

But on a happy note! I’m cheerful to report that all and all I’m fairing remarkably well as our trip winds down. (Today is our last day in Santiago, Chile.) No crazy swollen ankles to speak of, no random in the middle of the night Charlie horses, no sign of heartburn after mountains and mountains of chocolate and other acidic goodies, no nothing.

I’ve been feeling a little nuisanced by a scratchy throat the last day or two, but I’m it hoping it will clear up before it turns.