Ah, a new
day, and another shitty night for me. It was so shitty that Nathy considered
that it was best if I went to see a doc. She was right, even if I did not want
to. After a lot of asking around (Nathy asked, I had lost my voice) we
found two different hospitals. The first one was kinda pricey but the second
was super cheap. To make the story short, I asked for an appointment to see a
doctor, waited for about 5 minutes before the doc saw me. He took a look and
did doctor things before he gave me a prescription on antibiotics. Some pills
and a shot in the ass, ugh….
After that
it was straight back to the hotel to sleep and regain some more strength. Nathy
had already bought bus tickets to Potosi for tomorrow and I was hoping to feel
a lot better by tomorrow.
Outside de Hotel were we stayed.
Why on earth is Michael Jackson on the Pizzeria. Not that I'm complainig,
but I don't se the connection there :b
In our hotel room. Quite nice.
Next up…
Potosi, the
city that doesn’t give a rat’s ass.
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