I caught a cold last week that really knocked me out. It started somewhat slowly — and progressively got worse.
Last Friday Phyllis and I were supposed to do afternoon tea and walk around downtown Seattle and see the gingerbread houses at the Sheraton and look at Pike Place Market all decked out in its holiday decor. It’s normal to coordinate a day off with your best friend months in advance to do Christmas-y things together, right? Yeah, I thought so, too.
Unfortunately, none of that happened because she and I were both sick! A fun day off turned into a sick day. Neither of us could even muster up the energy to drive to the other’s place to sit and watch Christmas movies together.
I ended up napping most of the day.
Why did this have to happen?? We had been looking forward to this FOR MONTHS!
I was being a tad dramatic that night.
“Better now than in New Zealand!” Bryce replied. “Or, better now than in Colombia!”
He had a point. Being sick during a vacation is a pretty unfortunate thing to happen. You don’t have time to be sick when you’re supposed to be taking in new sights and exploring!
I guess if I can get this cold out of my system now and not catch anything new, I’ll be a happy traveler.