At the Mitad del Mundo on Monday afternoon I drank a Latin American drink called chicha (the unchewed kind). On Tuesday morning, me duele el estómago. The International Travel Clinic said don't be stupid and wait to start taking your Cipro, so I decided not to be stupid, even though I'd been stupid the day before.
I made it through the morning at America Latina and then took a taxi back to my host's house where I rested the rest of the day.
Thank goodness for the Cipro.
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