Tag Archives: sick
A pinch of medical tourism in Malaysia
This picture above was taken in my latter days from Nepal, a typical morning scene after a night of hacking up phlegm. Usually I put a newspaper down and leaned over the bed and let flew. (That was a colorful … Continue reading
Europe to Kathmandu, Nepal for 218 euros. Interested?
Can I interest you in a 218 euro (US$308) flight to Kathmandu from Europe? Of course I can! It’s the best time of the year to visit Nepal! That includes all taxes, and one way is more or less half … Continue reading
The economics of being sick while traveling
How is that for a high-falutin’ title? I just want to mess with the people who are doing serious research and find me on the 4532nd page of Google. Wait a second before I get started. Let me empty my … Continue reading
The shifta is still sick
It’s not fun being sick while alone, while alone in another country, while alone in a village with no pharmacy, no electricity for a day and a half, and no healthy food options. I have to say, I have a … Continue reading
How not to visit the famous Simien Mountains of Ethiopia
I’ve had a rough four or five days. I went all the way to the edge of the sublime Simien Mountains, one of the top sights in all of Africa—and never saw them. Chronologically: At my hotel in Bahir Dar … Continue reading
Medical tourism: a small operation in Japan
Normally I don’t like to have too many photos on one post, but normally I don’t have a friend taking photos while my finger is being sliced open. It was due to my own fears and inefficiency that I waited … Continue reading
Sick.
My first day in Europe five weeks ago was beautiful and sunny, and only now can I go outside without shoes again, but now I hardly want to as I am feeling weak. Is there anything worse than be sick … Continue reading
Sicker than sick in Villa de Leyva
I got crazy sick from eating or drinking something bad. I don´t suppose I need to go into great detail about it, but it had the telltale symptom of having a rotten egg/sulphurous smell every time I burped. The staff … Continue reading




