getting sick.

There's nothing, and I repeat, nothing, like getting sick in another country that makes you crave your home. No amount of pseudo-maternal care, warm soup or some comfort food thereof, or blankets can help. Seriously. After a not so pleasant greeting of food poisoning after an evening of dining with a new friend in Brazil, I spent the majority of my weekend near the bathroom, curled up in a ball on my bed.

Not fun.