Travel Sickness

Ugh. It's that time of the trip...time for my weak, "I-only-eat-food-prepared-in-sterilized-environments" stomach to make that transition into a stomach that can handle random foreign microorganisms. I am sick, and I have been sick since Saturday. As my friend Cally would put it, my stomach feels like a swamp (and you can use your imagination from there). It was so bad Saturday that I couldn't even go out dancing (OH NO!!!)

This happens every time I travel to Latin America, so I'm used to it, but I would prefer to just skip this part and go straight to having a stomach of steel, like most people in lesser developed countries have. The US and Europe are way too darn clean. We worry about germs and microbes so much that we clean, clean, clean, sanitize, sanitize, sanitize, and our bodies are hardly ever exposed to anything that could be potentially harmful. Because of that we do not develop the antibodies to fight random sicknesses that come from less sanitary areas. That's why it is harder for us northerners to adjust to food prepared down south than it is for southerners to go up north.

I'm seriously going to make my children eat dirt for the first 5 years of their lives, so that they never get sick during adulthood.