Day 62: Nap All Day (01/28/10)
I woke up around 6:45 and allowed myself to go back to sleep. I woke up again around 7:30 and got up this time.
I started getting ready and made it to breakfast before 9. The owner looked at his watch in disbelief and we both laughed.
I set my things down and asked if I could do laundry today. He said yes, so I went and grabbed my clothes and started the washer.
There was no juice today, but yogurt and fruit. I wrote while eating and am hoping my laundry is about ready to swap (though my guess is that it's still got some time). If it's not ready, I'll have to figure out what to do while I wait.
7 minutes lefts, I can wait. I read the guidebook about Loja/Vilcabamba and Podocarpus National Park.
I swap my laundry and head to the internet place to check email and look some things up.
Of course I don't end up doing anything on my list (of people to write and things to look up). The internet always just sucks me in.
I did email my mom and Santiago to let them know that I'm back in Cuenca.
I updated my blog a bit too.
When I finally finished wasting time online, I headed back to the hotel and decided to go to Tía for yogurt and granola for lunch, since nothing has been sitting well.
On the way there I thought of a fun (dorky/cheesy, I like cheesy stuff sometimes) Valentine's idea, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to actually make it happen. I'm picturing it relatively large and on red paper, but I don't think I can make that happen. I'm fairly determined to figure it out though. Maybe I can find the right kind of paper here at one of the paper stores.
Went to Tía, got yogurt and granola, walked back to the hotel.
I wound up just eating the yogurt. Probably about 5-10 minutes after finishing it I had to run to the bathroom. Then 3 minutes after I finished that I had to run back, and then again maybe 5-10 minutes later. UGH. I decided to stick around the hotel a while and try to nap because my stomach still felt if-y.
I just laid there a while and finally slept for a bit. I woke up around 7:30 and thought about trying to get soup or something. I decided not to and just stayed in and tried to sleep more. I watched some TV and then just laid there listening to the music from the dance club a couple doors down (until I fell asleep).
I started getting ready and made it to breakfast before 9. The owner looked at his watch in disbelief and we both laughed.
I set my things down and asked if I could do laundry today. He said yes, so I went and grabbed my clothes and started the washer.
There was no juice today, but yogurt and fruit. I wrote while eating and am hoping my laundry is about ready to swap (though my guess is that it's still got some time). If it's not ready, I'll have to figure out what to do while I wait.
7 minutes lefts, I can wait. I read the guidebook about Loja/Vilcabamba and Podocarpus National Park.
I swap my laundry and head to the internet place to check email and look some things up.
Of course I don't end up doing anything on my list (of people to write and things to look up). The internet always just sucks me in.
I did email my mom and Santiago to let them know that I'm back in Cuenca.
I updated my blog a bit too.
When I finally finished wasting time online, I headed back to the hotel and decided to go to Tía for yogurt and granola for lunch, since nothing has been sitting well.
On the way there I thought of a fun (dorky/cheesy, I like cheesy stuff sometimes) Valentine's idea, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to actually make it happen. I'm picturing it relatively large and on red paper, but I don't think I can make that happen. I'm fairly determined to figure it out though. Maybe I can find the right kind of paper here at one of the paper stores.
Went to Tía, got yogurt and granola, walked back to the hotel.
I wound up just eating the yogurt. Probably about 5-10 minutes after finishing it I had to run to the bathroom. Then 3 minutes after I finished that I had to run back, and then again maybe 5-10 minutes later. UGH. I decided to stick around the hotel a while and try to nap because my stomach still felt if-y.
I just laid there a while and finally slept for a bit. I woke up around 7:30 and thought about trying to get soup or something. I decided not to and just stayed in and tried to sleep more. I watched some TV and then just laid there listening to the music from the dance club a couple doors down (until I fell asleep).
Day 63: Hotel and Internet (01/29/10)
I woke up around 8, then laid in bed until 8:45. Went to breakfast at 9. Last night while I was watching TV I tried to French braid my hair for kicks. I'm not as bad at it as I thought I might be, although I do need a lot of practice.
This morning my hair really looked like a mess, so I had some brushing to do before breakfast.
After breakfast I'm gonna shower and then check email. Later today I'm gonna try bra shopping (because the one real bra I brought with me is clearly on it's way out).
So, I showered and headed to the internet shop. I actually accomplished a few things this time. I wrote lots of emails, and found my confirmation number for my flight home and tried to look up fees for changing the date of my flight (all it said was "fees may apply to changed reservations," no shit Sherlock). I wrote down both of the help numbers for reservations. Maybe I'll call soon. We'll see.
One of the emails I sent was to my mom about this trip. A lot of the stuff I wrote is stuff that I've been feeling or thinking for a long time, but only shared with friends. I know she really wanted me to enjoy all my time here and have new experiences etc., and I'm afraid she'll be really bummed or maybe even a little hurt. It feels both good and bad to have told her, but I needed to.
Anyway, I talked to Christina for a while and then realized that I'd spent an obscene amount of time online. GROSS.
Part of it is that I'm afraid to go more than a block or two from the hotel and I'm afraid to eat or drink.
When I get back to the hotel I start watching TV. After a while my stomach starts really grumbling so I decide to try to eat some of the granola I bought.
I eat some and my tummy is a little restless. I do some stretching (my muscles are tight and sore) and the grumbly feelings slow down. This gives me hope. I drink a little water in sips. Maybe it's just about over?!? We'll see, but I'm very hopeful.
I watch more TV, cry a bit, watch a tiny bit more and go to sleep (around 11:30 or 2).
This morning my hair really looked like a mess, so I had some brushing to do before breakfast.
After breakfast I'm gonna shower and then check email. Later today I'm gonna try bra shopping (because the one real bra I brought with me is clearly on it's way out).
So, I showered and headed to the internet shop. I actually accomplished a few things this time. I wrote lots of emails, and found my confirmation number for my flight home and tried to look up fees for changing the date of my flight (all it said was "fees may apply to changed reservations," no shit Sherlock). I wrote down both of the help numbers for reservations. Maybe I'll call soon. We'll see.
One of the emails I sent was to my mom about this trip. A lot of the stuff I wrote is stuff that I've been feeling or thinking for a long time, but only shared with friends. I know she really wanted me to enjoy all my time here and have new experiences etc., and I'm afraid she'll be really bummed or maybe even a little hurt. It feels both good and bad to have told her, but I needed to.
Anyway, I talked to Christina for a while and then realized that I'd spent an obscene amount of time online. GROSS.
Part of it is that I'm afraid to go more than a block or two from the hotel and I'm afraid to eat or drink.
When I get back to the hotel I start watching TV. After a while my stomach starts really grumbling so I decide to try to eat some of the granola I bought.
I eat some and my tummy is a little restless. I do some stretching (my muscles are tight and sore) and the grumbly feelings slow down. This gives me hope. I drink a little water in sips. Maybe it's just about over?!? We'll see, but I'm very hopeful.
I watch more TV, cry a bit, watch a tiny bit more and go to sleep (around 11:30 or 2).
Day 64: Chin Up (01/30/10)
I woke up pretty late today, 9;45. I threw on some clothes and ran down for breakfast. There's juice today! I listen to my iPod and do a little writing.
After breakfast I go back up, dress myself more properly and head to the internet shop.
I got an email from my mom that was better than expected.
I spent a little time on email etc and then added 3 more days to my blog.
It was lunch time when I finished, but I didn't really feel hungry yet.
I went to the hotel and snacked on granola a little and watched a little TV. (Xena was on, random)
I took a nap for 3-ish hours and now I'm up again.
I want to go somewhere new for dinner but there aren't really many places that I haven't been to in walking distance. I don't want to take a cab if I'm not sure where I'm headed.
I think I might end up at the place on the corner, but I don't really want a sandwich and that's apparently the only worth while thing on the menu (my salad was ok last time I went, but I don't think I'd get it again). I'm tempted to just curl up, and snack on granola if I really need something. I feel like I should get out of my room though (for mental health's sake).
I force myself to go out. I decide to head to Calle Larga and see where I end up. I decide to go to a small bar/cafe that I've been to another time. It's called"Chipotle:Subs and Shots." The last time I was here the drink and the food was pretty good. This time I get a mojito (it's happy hour) and a quesadilla that sounds packed full of stuff.
The waiter speaks a little English. He asks me where I'm from and when I tell him he says "Ah! Your college is Lewis and Clark." He's the first person I've found that had heard of Portland, let alone a college there.
The mojito he made me is pretty good, but a little strong. Hopefully the quesadilla is good. I've got a feeling I'm going to wind up with some heartburn. I ran out of pepcid about a week ago now (I should probably re-up).
For some reason drinking this mojito is making me think of Nay. I'm really glad I got to talk to her for so long the other day. She's such a peach. I love her to bits.
The food is good and there's sour cream (that's a first here)!
There's a guy in here now that was here the last time I came. I swear he's not that old (late 30s?), but he's talking to girls at the bar about being retired here. He said he had 5 cars/motorcycles in Canada that he sold to come here and that he was some type of investment banker.
He sounded a bit like a P.O.S. the last time I was here, but this conversation that he's having now confirms it and then some.
Goal for tomorrow: Valentines.
I hope things go well between now and Valentine's, but I guess we'll see.
When I finished everything (eating/drinking) I go up to pay and as I'm leaving the waiter invites me to come back later and party. I say maybe, but I know that I mean no.
I finally feel like I'm getting over this gut thing, I don't need to get drunk and I really don't need a hangover.
I got to the internet place and check email etc. I had emailed Jenny and Steven about maybe working at the bubble tea place again when I'm back, and judging from the positive little note Jenny left me on facebook, there's a good chance I'll get to! Yay! I told her that made me super stoked.
I signed out and entered two more days to my blog (only 20-ish more to go).
I decided to call Laura. It's been forever and Ben gave me her number. She didn't answer (I forgot it was the weekend and she's probably working). I called Natallie next. I'm SO glad I did. We had a really great conversation. I can't wait to come home and squeeze her. I miss physical contact, hugs.
On the up side, I've eaten two normal meals today and drank a whole bottle of water! CHIN UP.
After breakfast I go back up, dress myself more properly and head to the internet shop.
I got an email from my mom that was better than expected.
I spent a little time on email etc and then added 3 more days to my blog.
It was lunch time when I finished, but I didn't really feel hungry yet.
I went to the hotel and snacked on granola a little and watched a little TV. (Xena was on, random)
I took a nap for 3-ish hours and now I'm up again.
I want to go somewhere new for dinner but there aren't really many places that I haven't been to in walking distance. I don't want to take a cab if I'm not sure where I'm headed.
I think I might end up at the place on the corner, but I don't really want a sandwich and that's apparently the only worth while thing on the menu (my salad was ok last time I went, but I don't think I'd get it again). I'm tempted to just curl up, and snack on granola if I really need something. I feel like I should get out of my room though (for mental health's sake).
I force myself to go out. I decide to head to Calle Larga and see where I end up. I decide to go to a small bar/cafe that I've been to another time. It's called"Chipotle:Subs and Shots." The last time I was here the drink and the food was pretty good. This time I get a mojito (it's happy hour) and a quesadilla that sounds packed full of stuff.
The waiter speaks a little English. He asks me where I'm from and when I tell him he says "Ah! Your college is Lewis and Clark." He's the first person I've found that had heard of Portland, let alone a college there.
The mojito he made me is pretty good, but a little strong. Hopefully the quesadilla is good. I've got a feeling I'm going to wind up with some heartburn. I ran out of pepcid about a week ago now (I should probably re-up).
For some reason drinking this mojito is making me think of Nay. I'm really glad I got to talk to her for so long the other day. She's such a peach. I love her to bits.
The food is good and there's sour cream (that's a first here)!
There's a guy in here now that was here the last time I came. I swear he's not that old (late 30s?), but he's talking to girls at the bar about being retired here. He said he had 5 cars/motorcycles in Canada that he sold to come here and that he was some type of investment banker.
He sounded a bit like a P.O.S. the last time I was here, but this conversation that he's having now confirms it and then some.
Goal for tomorrow: Valentines.
I hope things go well between now and Valentine's, but I guess we'll see.
When I finished everything (eating/drinking) I go up to pay and as I'm leaving the waiter invites me to come back later and party. I say maybe, but I know that I mean no.
I finally feel like I'm getting over this gut thing, I don't need to get drunk and I really don't need a hangover.
I got to the internet place and check email etc. I had emailed Jenny and Steven about maybe working at the bubble tea place again when I'm back, and judging from the positive little note Jenny left me on facebook, there's a good chance I'll get to! Yay! I told her that made me super stoked.
I signed out and entered two more days to my blog (only 20-ish more to go).
I decided to call Laura. It's been forever and Ben gave me her number. She didn't answer (I forgot it was the weekend and she's probably working). I called Natallie next. I'm SO glad I did. We had a really great conversation. I can't wait to come home and squeeze her. I miss physical contact, hugs.
On the up side, I've eaten two normal meals today and drank a whole bottle of water! CHIN UP.