a godsend...

As you may know from my flooded blog posts I have recently taken a trip to Mexico. The weather was amazing, the traveling was fair, and the hotel staff was supreme (Alán, our personal butler was no more than a text message away to stock our mini fridge with coronas, and to adjust the thermostat). It was in paradise, I was having the best of times enjoying the exquisite cuisine, until the unthinkable happened.

Food poisoning.  Really? Again? Not at this resort, WTF!

I had a similar experience this time last year at another resort, one that was sub par in comparison to this gem. Let's just say a significant portion of my trip no longer consisted of laying by the beach, but laying next to a porcelain throne. I had extreme symptoms, fevers that made me  hallucinate ( and yes I'm sure it wasn't the worm in the tequila bottle). 

Needless to say my vacation was rough until I fond TREDA. Thank you sweet baby Jesús for this Mexican medicine. Three short days later I was back in action. The trip came to an end and my stomach took a turn for the worst. One word has come to mind "relapse". 

Oh the joys of traveling, let's just say I'm bringing back one souvenir I wish customs would have seized.