I got back earlier this week from another business trip, this time to Tel Aviv. The morning I had to take off, I got a sore throat. On the plane, I started to sneeze. By the time we landed, I knew I had a bad case of the flu.
For the next four days, I had to go to business meetings with a red nose and cackling cough. The cold medicine that I took also plugged my tummy up, so yet another issue to deal with.
The only somewhat relaxing day was the final day I was there. The weather was in the 80s, so I threw on some sweats and took a nice long barefoot walk on the beach. I felt a heck of a lot better after that, and about a week later, I’m totally better. But damn, it really sucks being in a foreign country when you’re sick. I’m usually a baby when I’m ill, and my boyfriend being there for me is usually a pleasant constant. It sucked being alone.
I hate traveling while sick. Anyone can relate?