Hanna's Trip to Nicaragua!!

Just thought I would include three of Hanna's e-mails about her trip for everyone's enjoyment. Sounds like fun (minus the tapeworm!)

Greetings from Nicaragua!!
It is muy difficile to type at the Central Americano keyboards, but I will work at it long enough to send you a quick email. Picture a girl watching a tennis match where she really doesn´t understand the rules. That´s me trying to follow the conversations flowing over my cabasa. Nathan´s picking up on it rather quickly and gaining confidence in his coversacions, which is especially lucky because it is a mult-bus haul to get to the airport from La Concepcion. On our arrival on Thursday, we met Colin at the gate, walked a mile to the highway, caught a bus, caught another bus, walked across the border from Costa Rica to Nicaragua, paid $2 in bribes to the policia because we are chelles (whites), took a cab, caught another bus, caught another bus, and caught another bus before we FINALLY got to Colin´s casa in La Concepcion. All in all, a 120 km drive took 6 hours! We were relatively exhausted but not enough to keep me from being shaken from sleep with every perro fight outside our window in the morning (and there were many). Also, Colin´s backyard rooster, General Tso, started crowing periodically at about 3 am. That sounds rough, but it´s been pretty fun so far. It´s very warm here, but there is a breeze, which keeps it from feeling the whole 98 degrees. I have mucho stories to tell, but I will save them until I´m home on Tuesday night. Miss you all!
Love,
Ach-a Bay (HB in espagnol)

Well, I'm eating for two now, I think. No, that's not a subtle announcement that I'm expecting, it's a smart aleck reference to the possible tenant in my intestine, mr. parasite. Colin, though an excellent guide, was not particularly protective of us and allowed us to drink bad water on our last night in town. You know you've got trouble when you pour the final glass of water from the pitcher and find a rather noticeable creature during the backstroke among your ice cubes. Luckily, I had only had about half a glass, but sometimes it only takes one bullet to kill you. I will not go into details about my doctor visit this afternoon any more than to say, you know that look a dog gets on his face after he's dropped one on your carpet? Sort of demoralized and ashamed? That's the one on my face right now. Of course it may end up being nothing, but after reading the terrifying list of symptoms online and starting to identify with each-dizziness, fatigue, tingling in my extremities? I'm feeling all of that RIGHT NOW! I COULD HAVE A TAPEWORM THE LENGTH OF A JUMP ROPE!-Needless to say, I figured a trip to the doctor would at the very least allow me to stop picturing an anaconda snaking through my digestive organs. I'll keep you updated, minus the icky details, of course, and news of the actual trip will follow. I'm working on a good, long email, but there's just so much to share, I'm having a hard time deciding where to start.
Love you all!
Hanna

So this was not the reaction I intended. This was really not a plea for pity, but solely an email I sent out because I thought it was funny. I am now completely fine. The doctor gave me a few hardcore antibiotic pills, and I have since finished them, and except for their side-effects, I am perfectly fine. I haven't yet seen test results to know if I did actually have a parasite, but I doubt that my track record for being overdramatic will be affected-I'm sure it will end up being nothing significant. No worries!
Love you all!
hb