lecciones de mi cama-last weekend (14-17 april)

Well, perhaps a more accurate title, lest you get the wrong impression, is "lessons from el bano!" Being sick in a foreign country, especially when you are there alone, is frightening, but I was given the opportunity to absorb some important life lessons: Not only is it okay to rely on strangers to help you, they WILL help you and do what is needed to make sure you get better. Juan, who works at the hotel, went out ane bought gatoraid for me. Felipe,who also works there, and who brought me Semana Santa bread and fruit with honey on Easter, moved all my stuff and helped me to a room with its own bathroom. And then he made me tea and checked on me every couple of hours. Victoria and Heydy came the next day and went out and bought Pedialyte and bananas, and la senora at the hotel discreetly washed my soiled clothes. I was scared, and they halped me feel more secure. I felt alone, and they filled those empty holes. I was horribly uncomfortable and embarrassed, too, and they let me know I did not need to worry. The lessons I was given were profound.