Thus, I soon added the following to my vernacular in Spanish, which I used at the local Pharmay.
"Look at the red dots covering my body. Please for the love of God give me something to make them go away."
"No, it´s not from Mosquito's, I think there were tiny bugs in my bed, or less likely, but still possible, that I am having a reaction to the cactus needles that had been lodged in my hand for the last 10 days, from a previous rock climbing accident."
Then I remember a similar incident that I had erased from my memory while I was in Germany. I similar skin reaction. Convinced it was bed bugs, I promptly moved out, took several pills, applied creams, and have had only fun sense.
How long have we been here, I don´t know. Has it been 2 days? A week? More? It´s hard to tell that time even passes here. Everyday feels like yesterday, simplicity, bliss, ease, freedom, happiness. What do I do? What do I do! What do I do... Days are spent eating fresh cerviche, playing soccer on the beach, floating in the ocean, going for beach runs, learning Spanish, catching fish with my hands with the local kids, laying in the hammock, drinking fresh squeezed mango, passion, pineapple, and papaya juice, tanning my body, counting the waves, eating delicious new fruits not found in our world. Nights are spent salsa dancing, watching sunsets, eating ice cream, counting the stars, searching for the moon, learning more Spanish, and laughing. Always laughing.
