My friend Kelly Petska invited me over for dinner one night when we both lived in Phoenix and it was delicious, except for some freakishly dry chicken. I didn’t say anything, but Kelly was quick to point out that she always overcooks her chicken after getting hit with salmonella on a trip to Africa. Well, I have now joined the Salmonella Club, and Kelly, I totally understand your obsession over dry chicken. Holy cow, this is one brutal sickness.
As Chris mentioned in the last blog, we had to cut our four day hiking trip short halfway through day one due to my mystery illness. I was feverish, cold, shaking uncontrollably, and sooooooo tired. We got back to the hostel Friday night and on Saturday, in addition to those symptoms, I was greeted with some awesome diarrhoea and horrific stomach cramps. I didn’t want to eat, couldn’t get out of bed, and was just generally miserable. Chris was nice and stayed with me all day Saturday but I asked him to leave to go back out on the hike on Sunday because a person should only have to tolerate so much diarrhea from their girlfriend and I felt he’d more than met his quota. I finally got myself to a doctor today (after getting out the Spanish dictionary and writing out all my symptoms) and he told me I have salmonella. He prescribed me some antibiotics, pain relievers, and some sort of anti-bloating pills. The doctor visit cost less than $20US and the drugs were less than $10US. Getting sick in Peru is very economical.
Chris will get back from his hike later today and will be able to regale us with his adventures, as my adventures currently involve sweating profusely and being bloaty and sitting in an internet café listening to C&C Music Factory and Ace of Base. The biggest bummer is that we are in a truly wonderful place.
Back in 1999 (I sound old); I went to Prague and Budapest with two other Americans that I was going to school with in Northern Ireland. I loved those cities and had so much fun, but everyone kept telling us we were about five years too late. According to most people we ran into, Eastern Europe was so much better then. Everything was cheaper, cooler, and there were less tourists. When I went to Rio in 2003 and Croatia in 2005, I heard the same story. When we go down to Macchu Picchu next week, we’re picking up what the guidebooks and locals call The Gringo Trail. I always feel like I’m a few years too late. Granted, I always still have fun and I think the people that tell me I missed the good party are usually losers, but part of me still wants to be the smug person that says, “Oh, you really shouldn’t even bother with (insert new cool place here), it’s so overrun with tourists now, and it isn’t even worth it.” Then I will snort disapprovingly in their general direction.
And now that we’re in Chachapoyas, I could totally snort disapprovingly. Part of me wants to tell everyone how bad this place sucks so I can keep it to myself (then I realized only 20 people actually read this things so I think I’m safe). This is the place that rivals Macchu Picchu and no one comes here. Well, according to one of our guides, about 20 tourists per day come to the town of Chachapoyas… in the high season. When we hike to Macchu Picchu, there will be 500 people on the trail with us, in addition to the 1500 others that started the days before us.
The sites here include entire pre-Incan cities discovered only three years ago. They just got the word out about their giant waterfall two years ago. There is a perfect river for rafting, but no one has thought to use it. Currently, they are paving the only road that grants access to many of the small villages and tourist sites. I am afraid that when the road is completed, more and more people will start to come. And that’s really good for the economy but I know things will get ruined.
Before the death illness took me over, we stopped in a small village to get lunch. The local kids surrounded us and wanted us to take their pictures with out digital cameras, just to see themselves. That’s the first time I’ve seen that on this trip. When death illness did take me over, and the road was closed to get back to Chachapoyas, our taxi driver took us to his home for me to rest. He lives in a one room home with a rock floor and was nice enough to offer us food and drinks and take Chris to the fruit stand in town.
Anyway, the point is, this place is really nice and there is a lot to see and I’m too sick to see most of it! Today Chris is at Kuelap, a giant pre-Incan city built on top of a mountain. I wanted to see it so bad, but right now, I’m having issues walking up one flight of stairs. I really want to come back here soon so if this sounds like a good place to you, let’s start planning the next trip.
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Monday, May 12, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Happy Mother´s Day from Chachapoyas
We are in Chachapoyas now and have been away from the internet for a while. This is just a quick update to let our mom´s know we are not captive in the Peruvian jungle somewhere.
We arrived in Chachapoyas Wednesday night and took a short cab ride to a hostel that was in our guide book. We had only planned on staying for a day or two and trying to find our way out to Kuelap. The guy that runs our hostel also runs a tour guide service and we signed up to do a couple hikes this week.
At 5:30 am the day after we arrived via a 23 hour bus ride, we set out for Catarata Gocta. This is the third tallest waterfall in the world. It was "discovered" some time in 2006, but the people that live in this area had known about it for a long time. The locals just didn´t have the means of telling the rest of the world to come here and spend money to see it. It was a pretty impressive sight after a few hours of walking along the side of a mountain and through the jungle. (Pictures will probably have to wait until we get back to Lima because the Internet connection is pretty slow here.) There were only six people in our group including the guide and we saw no other people on the whole trek. We did see a snake and a lizard in the jungle, but no monkeys or bears. We got back to San Pablo, the town we started at, and ate lunch. We finished lunch at 2:30 and were ready to head back to Chachapoyas. Unfortunately, the road between San Pablo and Chachapoyas is closed from 6:30 am to 6:30 pm while construction is done. We misunderstood and thought that the road was closed at night. This makes more sense to someone from the states, but I guess it is easier and cheaper for them to work on the somewhat remote road during the day than to have to get all the equipment necessary to light up the work area at night. So we slept for a couple of hours in the taxi while we waited for the road to open.
Our next hike was supposed to be a four day hike through the Chachapoyas area that would end at Kuelap and take us through several other significant archeological sites on the way. Unfortunately Stefani started feeling pretty sick and only made it about halfway through the first day. We had a driver that took our group to the starting point of the trek and he took Stef and I back after getting the others to their destination. Again, the road was closed until the evening and poor Stef had to wait quite a while to get to some medicine and a warm bed. We eventually got back and she is feeling better now, but still too weak to hike over mountains and through jungles. Tomorrow, I will rejoin the group we set off with and finish with them at Kuelap. Hopefully after another day of rest, Stef will be able to meet us all to see Kuelap, which is supposed to be quite spectacular.
To our moms and grandmothers we would like to say Happy Mother´s Day! We probably won´t be able to talk to you until Monday or maybe even Wednesday when we get back to Lima because of our lack of Internet access here, but we did not forget. So, have a great day and we will be in touch soon.
We arrived in Chachapoyas Wednesday night and took a short cab ride to a hostel that was in our guide book. We had only planned on staying for a day or two and trying to find our way out to Kuelap. The guy that runs our hostel also runs a tour guide service and we signed up to do a couple hikes this week.
At 5:30 am the day after we arrived via a 23 hour bus ride, we set out for Catarata Gocta. This is the third tallest waterfall in the world. It was "discovered" some time in 2006, but the people that live in this area had known about it for a long time. The locals just didn´t have the means of telling the rest of the world to come here and spend money to see it. It was a pretty impressive sight after a few hours of walking along the side of a mountain and through the jungle. (Pictures will probably have to wait until we get back to Lima because the Internet connection is pretty slow here.) There were only six people in our group including the guide and we saw no other people on the whole trek. We did see a snake and a lizard in the jungle, but no monkeys or bears. We got back to San Pablo, the town we started at, and ate lunch. We finished lunch at 2:30 and were ready to head back to Chachapoyas. Unfortunately, the road between San Pablo and Chachapoyas is closed from 6:30 am to 6:30 pm while construction is done. We misunderstood and thought that the road was closed at night. This makes more sense to someone from the states, but I guess it is easier and cheaper for them to work on the somewhat remote road during the day than to have to get all the equipment necessary to light up the work area at night. So we slept for a couple of hours in the taxi while we waited for the road to open.
Our next hike was supposed to be a four day hike through the Chachapoyas area that would end at Kuelap and take us through several other significant archeological sites on the way. Unfortunately Stefani started feeling pretty sick and only made it about halfway through the first day. We had a driver that took our group to the starting point of the trek and he took Stef and I back after getting the others to their destination. Again, the road was closed until the evening and poor Stef had to wait quite a while to get to some medicine and a warm bed. We eventually got back and she is feeling better now, but still too weak to hike over mountains and through jungles. Tomorrow, I will rejoin the group we set off with and finish with them at Kuelap. Hopefully after another day of rest, Stef will be able to meet us all to see Kuelap, which is supposed to be quite spectacular.
To our moms and grandmothers we would like to say Happy Mother´s Day! We probably won´t be able to talk to you until Monday or maybe even Wednesday when we get back to Lima because of our lack of Internet access here, but we did not forget. So, have a great day and we will be in touch soon.
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