I woke up feeling a little barfy this morning. I think the birthday cake/Chinese food combo is not agreeing with me. We hang around the hotel until check-out time to do some research on our route to Huaraz and to make sure I don’t have a case of bad guts.
Because of our late start, some climbing, and deteriorating road conditions we only make it 10 miles out of town. My stomach still feels a little off so I lay in the tent while Scott makes dinner. After about an hour I feel my mouth get really watery and my stomach does one final flip. I dash out of the tent just in time to toss my cookies to the bushes. Ugg.
The good news is I feel better. The nauseous feeling is finally gone. I just hope that got the badness out and it’s not the start of something worse.