We’ve made it to Tampa. We got in at 6 am, got the rental car and drove to the beach to sleep until it was time to pick up Andy’s sister and family from their flight at 12:30.

I’m not feeling like death anymore, but, I’m still sick, and probably will be going to the doctor tomorrow. It takes alot to get me into a doctor’s office.

Here’s the “sick” entry I promised from our last few days in Costa Rica:

I’m laying in bed. I’ve been here for sixteen hours. My sickness started with a slight toothache in the morning, leading to a sore throat going full blown at about eight pm with a fever and some delerium. Although I thought, and still do think, that I’m quite delightful when I’m delerious. Although Andy may beg to differ. For a while it was kind of fun until the pain really kicked in. I won’t go through the gory play by play of the all night sweating, puking, chills and searing hot pain that made it impossible to sleep or even get comfortable.

We were supposed to leave here to take the bus back to San Jose this morning. We changed our plans and are flying back to SJ tomorrow so we can fly back home in the afternoon. I can’t tell you how joyous I felt when I didn’t have to take that five hour bus trip this morning. Just thinking about that drive was literally gut wrenching.

Andy’s worst fear of traveling in Central America came true in these past few days. Today he went to get more money and the one ATM in town is broken. He tried to make plane reservations at the internet cafe two miles away and the site wouldn’t work. He was going to make a phone call to Cyril our host in San Jose and the phone didn’t take money, only phone cards. All of this while I’m incapacitated and unable to help.

On a more positive note, we saw spider monkeys, most of them with babies. It was pretty cool to see them scrambling and jumping in the trees with tiny little baby monkey clinging to their backs.

I really, really missed mother internet. I can live without alot of comforts. The internet is not one of them. I’m glad we came here even though it was a poorly planned trip and I packed completely wrong and now have malaria or some other tropical jungle disease. I really thought I would like Central America more than I am. I guess it all is working according to plan because I’m actually looking forward to staying put in Vegas for a while.