April 23, 2013
Well I woke up to Caleb puking this morning. He was dehydrated and spent much of the morning vomiting and moaning in pain. First he had stomach cramps and then a bad headache. Jeff and Tristan went to Barlito for breakfast and to bring back the Breakfast Pizza that Brad and Tiffany had made for Caleb. I had leftovers from Rooster Café yesterday and then some breakfast pizza when they got home. It’s kind of a blur because I kept eating a little bit between Caleb falling asleep. Jeff and Tristan went to the beach for most of the morning/early afternoon. Caleb decided he wanted Jeff since he hadn’t seen him all day, so when Tristan came back to check on Caleb I had him tell Jeff to come back and then took my turn at the beach. Tristan and I played in the water for a while and then sat in the sun. Caleb still felt lousy when we went back to the room and now he had a bit of a fever, so Tristan and I went out to find some liquid Tylenol and a flavor of Gatorade that Caleb would like. Apparently the blue Gatorade and Powerade are next to impossible to find on Isla, but we found Limonada flavor at the Navy store which was a hit. We stopped at a farmacia for liquid Tylenol and I was actually able to explain in my limited Spanish and gesturing what I was looking for. Tristan picked up a big bottle of Mirinda and that and the Tylenol was 64 pesos-so about $5 which is about half of what the Tylenol would have cost in the US. We got home and Caleb eventually took a sip of the Tylenol that I had sworn to him would not make him throw up and within seconds he was retching into the bucket and all of the Tylenol came right back up. We put a cool washcloth on his forehead and that felt good. After a bit he decided he’d take a shower and magically popped back to life while in the shower. He was in for a while and sounded just 100 times better. He got out and got dressed and even wanted to go in the pool, but we decided to wait until tomorrow for that. He played some video games and watched some TV and fed the cats and then we decided to go out and pick up some bobbles for the girls in my class. Our plan was to meet Jeff at Bally Hoo in about half an hour. We headed to Hidalgo and I stopped in to the shop that had made Caleb’s sea bean necklace and had them fix my star necklace that I had gotten there the year before. I had it fixed in Puerto Morelos and the guy was super nice, but quite honestly high as a kite and the thing to close it was so super tight that I ended up totally frustrated and actually just ripping it off my neck the night before. He had also used this little triangle thing to attach the star and it dangled down more than I liked-I wanted the leather to go right through it. So while the girl was fixing it (50 pesos), Caleb started getting some stomach cramps again. He was worried he was going to throw up right there on Hidalgo, so we walked back home and decided Caleb would eat his leftover breakfast pizza, Tristan would eat his leftover Margarita pizza, Jeff would eat his leftover hamburger and the sticky ribs, and I would go out and get something to go. Tristan came with me and we stopped at Super Express for some sodas and then headed to Hidalgo to get some bobbles. There was a lady who had been advertising 3 for 20 pesos all week, but when I got there tonight she had changed the sign to 20 pesos par una or something like that that meant for one. I’ve never seen anyone charge that much and every other places advertised 10 pesos each except maybe the places by the ferry dock that list prices in US dollars which is always a tip off that you are going to get screwed. She is the one closest to Super Express on Hidalgo and I have to check my trip report from last year because I think I didn’t like her then either. So, the guy we bought the wrestling masks from didn’t have enough, but found another shop that sold me 22 for 150 pesos. Tristan helped me find 20 turtles-one for each girl in my class and then picked out 1 for him and 1 for his brother. We left for Bobo’s because I wanted my Beer Battered Fish with Caesar salad and was really hoping he would have triggerfish again because that was really good. I was so disappointed when I pulled up and they were closed. I ended up at Valesquez and remembered that was our first meal on Isla 2 years ago and we got it to go. I ordered my breaded fish fillet and paid for it and then we went across the street to the Mini Super Sammy to get some ketchup. I like to pretty much drown my fish in ketchup and it would be embarrassing to ask for the quantity that I wanted from Valesquez. I walked in and found salsas and lots of things, but no ketchup. I asked the guy working there and he looked confused and said some stuff in Spanish so I began my pathetic attempt to communicate and used words like rojo por hamburgueresa and pretended to be pouring it on. Finally he went to a guy sitting on the stoop. When I told him I was looking for ketchup he said, “OH, cat-soop.” Yes, cat-soop. And sure enough, catsup would be pronounced cat-soop in Spanish. I brought my cat-soop back to Valesquez and waited a few more minutes for my fish. We heated everything up and had a nice dinner in the condo. Hopefully everyone is healthy tomorrow!