I learned a few new Spanish words yesterday — ones I’d rather not have had to learn. Among them: la fiebre (fever); el malestar (discomfort); vomitar (pretty obvious); la diarrea (also needs no translation, but should not be confused with the benign word diaria which simply means “daily”); agarrotado (stiff); tener escalofríos (to shiver); el sudor (sweat); mareado (dizzy); desmayarse (to faint — which I actually did yesterday!). It was a strange experience to be so out of it that one moment I was sitting at the table and the next I was face-down on the floor with a voice screaming my name and no idea how I got there. Turns out there’s a stomach virus going around here, and I was “lucky” enough to catch it. I slept almost the entire day and night and am feeling much better today, though am obviously still a bit delicate.
Between my personal troubles and the outside world, it was an “exciting” weekend — there was a huge snowstorm that covered large parts of Spain (including snow on Tibidabo here in Barcelona), causing many accidents, road closures and collapsing trees and power lines.
You’ve got to stop drinking so much there and pretend like its somach flue… ;)
Kidding aside… I hope you’re feeling better. You seem to have brought bad Canadian weather with you… its been gorgeous here.