What a day! I had to get up at 3:00 am this morning so we could get ready, have breakfast and take our coach to the airport for a 6:10 am flight. Problem is I did not sleep well the night before. Kimberly wasn't feeling well or sleeping well so she didn't even get to bed until about 10:30 pm or so.
Of course I woke up before the alarm. I wasn't too tired and got ready in 20 minutes.
All of us got to the airport but one of the group, Penny, was sick all night. The airplane left about 20 minutes late and I slept throughout the entire flight until we touched down. After that, Alex wasn't feeling well at all. We were at a higher altitude. We drove to Puno and got to the hotel just after making a viewpoint stop.
The hotel that we are staying at in Puno is called Casona Plaza Hotel and is really nice. We checked in around 10 am and Kimberly was exhausted so she went to the room to rest and I went with the rest of the group to do a small tour of the city. I ended up coming back after not too long to rest. I set my alarm, or I thought I did, for 12:45 to go and eat with the group. I ended sleeping until 1:30 as I had set the alarm for 1:45. I got up for a bit after that and went to get some water. After that I came back and we had a meeting about tomorrow's plans. I was able to order some toast to be brought up to Kimberly. After that some of the group went to dinner. I wasn't feeling all that great so I just ordered some chicken noodle soup and some rice. After eating I really wasn't feeling well and asked to pay my bill early and go. On the walk back Helen caught up with me so I wouldn't have to walk alone. She was asking if I was going to feel well enough to take the 3 hour boat trip tomorrow. I said I didn't know but I hoped so. All of a sudden I felt really out of it and dizzy. She asked if I wanted to sit down and I went to sit down and got sick 4 times in a row. Ug, awful.
Now I'm back in the room and I feel ok but not sure how I will feel tomorrow.
There was a highlight or two today, believe it or not. One is seeing another wedding in the town center complete with a military band. The other was having the cutest little boy talk to me at the airport. He was about 7 years old and it was going to be his first time on a plane. He told me about his little sister and that his name was Pito. He asked if I spoke Spanish and asked my name. Then he told me my name was beautiful! So cute!
Well I'm still not feeling great and I'm going to bed.
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