flashback: june 3, 2006

sevilla, spain -> new york, usa.

two days earlier returning to spain from morocco via ferry. waiting for the ferry i had what i presume to be a bad glass of "fresh" orange juice. later that afternoon heading to cadiz my stomach was gurgling -- i even paid to use the bathroom at the bus station. an hour later, going through a photo exhibit i tunnel visioned and needed a sleep. i retreated back to the hotel room unable to hold down any food.

the next day day somehow we made it back to seville, there i decided to stay bed ridden. with all the traveling that i've done, i know that i am going to get sick. the difference, i usually just play right through what ever ailments i have, this time is i gave up. i stayed in the hotel for the majority of that day going out for only dinner. fortunately, there was music videos online -- i miss spanish music videos.

the reason i gave up -- on the third i as going home after two and a half months abroad.

i took an immodium in prep. survived the flight to madrid. decided not to sleep through the five hour layover. when my mind was not occupied i would get nausea, so i made i through with the help of a national geographic. i was so happy that i changed my flight so i wouldn't have to go back through heathrow.

made it all the the way to jfk. new york was overcast, forecast for rain for the next week. missed the sunshine. but for me it was home.