The Poo Post
Friday, February 23rd, 2007Okay, so the time has finally come for the post you’ve all been dreading… the poo post. You know it had to arrive at some point. I mean, we’re travelling through South America, how could we get away without writing about poo? You must all have suspected that we’ve been talking to each other about poo much more often than we do in our lives back in the States, and now, like it or not, we’re going to share that poo with you.
Our bowel maladies began… well… as soon as we entered Guatemala four months ago… but, they’ve come and gone and come and gone and come and gone again. However, if there was a prize for the day of most poo, or day of most stomach pain, or day of most whining, today would take home the big brown trophy. Today sucked. Today was a steaming pile of poo. We both hate today. But luckily, it’s over.
Besides poo, other things that have recently sucked about our digestive systems are their proclivity to vomit. Not too much, but once or twice is enough — especially when one of those times occurs when you’re up in a small biplane with three Germans and Peruvian pilot looking out over ancient, mysterious, and unexplainable desert designs in Nazca. Luckily Sarah had only drank water that morning and hadn’t eaten anything and there was a barf bag tucked into the seat in front of her. She came walking out of the biplane after the half hour tour holding what looked like one of the plastic baggies that hold goldfish — only without the goldfish.
As if to punish us for Sarah’s public puking (which, truth be told, was quite discreet and dainty), we shared our night bus with a puking woman in the seat in front of us. This woman made such sounds as would wake the dead, coughing and spluttering all through the night. It made us both quite nauseous, perhaps even bringing on our latest bout of intestinal trouble. But judge not lest thee be judged, right? I wouldn’t be surprised if the sounds our stomachs have been making all day have been a source of complaint for the folks in the room next to ours.
Unfortunately, our first real ‘out of commission’ day happened in Cuzco, a quite beautiful city. We’re taking the traveller’s diarrhea pills that were prescribed before our trip, eating saltines, and drinking lots of water and sprite. We both managed to force down a rather bland dinner tonight, which bodes well.
Everybody poops. It’s true. It’s just when your poo is really pee that it starts to become a problem.
-Las Dos
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