For 2 Christmases in a row I’ve had a cold, but this year takes the biscuit by virtue of having to travel with a veritable stinker. Now I think about it, the Christmas before that, even, I came down with something nasty on Boxing Day, (and it wasn’t just the effect the in-laws have on me) so you’d better make that 3 Christmases.
Yep, this is starting to look like a curse.
Sod’s law dictated that I didn’t catch any of the colds going around right until the day I left but then I went down like a trooper - (and please no, “that’s what she said”, quips!!) Travelling is really bad enough without feeling really crappy on top of it. Luckily, though, I think the sinus pain brought on by the high altitude helped to take my mind off of my rasping sore throat so that’s something I guess.
Anyway, my nose is now Rudolph red, my lips dry, cracked and bleeding and I’m as snotty as could be. As charming as ever in other words.
But, after being out for the count for the first few days, perhaps the rest of my stay here will perk up. I’ve picked up some more tablets and they’ve given me a new lease of life.
As I’ve been laid up for the most part so far, I’ve not done a whole lot. Still, I've managed to get off of my deathbed a few times. I’ve been reminded just how seedy the average American diner is – and how awful the food can be. That slop was bad enough the first time around, so I really, really didn’t want to take it away in a doggy bag. At the other end of spectrum, I’ve been to a couple of nice restaurants, too. So it’s not all bad.
I’ve managed to get some Christmas shopping in and have been into center city. I should be attending a basketball match at some point which will be good as it’s been ages since I did that this side of the Atlantic.
The weather has been pretty boring so far and am a bit gutted I've missed the chance to slip and slide my way around in the UK. I just hope Heathrow sorts itself out in time for my return flight next week.
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