I don’t remember I have even been this sick.
Now my chest hurts too. We are here for about 5 days and I haven’t felt like myself ever since.
Cough, potentially fever, headache, now this pain in my chest. I’m crying. Not because I want to or I need to. I’m just crying. This is my response. I’m feeling extremely vulnerable and hopeless. Someone who can’t do a things. At least now my nights are less sleepless.
And I know we shouldn’t have left the house yesterday. And I know we should have just stayed in the hotel. But I haven’t been in this place for 6 years and god knows if I even come back again. I wanted to see things, visit friends.
But I didn’t know how cold it will be the wind next to the sea. This place is supposed to be hotter right now. Everyone is saying this. The locals are happy for some mild weather. But for me it’s the ultimate curse.
I’m feeling shit. Now even mentally and physically. I shouldn’t. We paid so much to be here. We worked so hard on the plans. Travelling to the other side of the world is not easy or easily accessible. I’m feeling guilty to be sick.











