So the past few days have been... interesting. To make a long story short, I got an infection and possibly altitude sickness when we went to Puno to do the Lake Titicaca. Jack had to take me to the local emergency room  because apparently, hospitals in Puno are closed on Sunday?  We spent hours sitting there having people talk to me in Spanish, but some weird fast doctor Spanish that is impossible to understand. I had multiple people come in and tellme I had multiple things wrong when I knew it was an infection. a bunch of scary tests and poking later, a doctor comes in and makes the needle motion that I can only assume means " I'm about to stick needles in you and hurt you really badly".  apparently anesthetic in Peru consists only of the doctor saying "Tranquillo, no necessita tener miedo" or " chill out,  don't be a baby".  The medicine versio is much more effective for pain, TRUST ME.  now I'm on boat-loads of  antibiotics and attempting a trek through Colca Canyon in two days.  We missed or lake tour :(

Jack was basically my epic hero through everything!! He was absolutely  wonderful and did everything he could to make me feel good/get me meds/deal with my fear and anxiety. he truly is el hombre de mis suenos (man of my dreams). If you see him on the street, give him a hug, high five, or cookie. Gold stars work, too :)

Now we are in Arequipa  waiting for our next trip.  This city is huge and warm, which is awesome!