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I'm so excited to share this one with you! I've gathered our top 10 nearly funny (and unlucky) travel stories from our round-the-world-trip, and put them into brusque stories in this blog post.
I desire to show y'all that traveling isn't always as glamorous as it's ready out to be. I'1000 pitiful to break information technology to y'all, but the classic Instagram picture where you see someone sit in a chimera bath in the middle of the mountains with a drinking glass of champagne is non something that the majority of us volition ever experience.
Traveling tin be rough! In fact, two of these travel stories that I'm going to share are about poop, ane has a prostitute in it, and some other 1 is well-nigh bed bugs.
That's as glamorous as information technology gets here on Worldwide Walkers travel blog – Lamentable!
But all the mishaps that happened to usa during our trip are what created these funny travel stories. And I honestly wouldn't exchange any of them for a glass of champagne and a bubble bath in the mountains. Although, alcohol might have made some of these brusk travel stories a bit more than endurable…
Anyways, this is our top ten nigh funny travel brusk stories from our one-year trip around the world!
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ane. Getting bed bugs in Thailand
All correct, so let's beginning from the very kickoff.
Glenn and I took a whole year out of our regular calendars and devoted this time to travel around the world. We left on July 10 2019, and nosotros bumped into our starting time challenge just i week later in Thailand. I experienced every backpacker'south worst nightmare: Bed Bugs! UGH!
We had spent the first week getting over our jet lag in Bangkok followed by a commemoration of Glenn's altogether in Kanchanaburi. I finally started to arrange to my new lifestyle, and I was excited to become and explore some of the cute Thai islands.
And then, we jumped on the night bus from Bangkok and made our way towards Chumphon where we got dropped off at 3 AM and had to look for the 6 AM boat… That'due south what happens when you lot always go for the cheapest choice.
A few hours (and a couple of mosquito bites) later, information technology was finally time to lath the gunkhole! Little did I know that this boat would be the source of the next two weeks of hell for me. Because I obviously got bed bugs from a gunkhole.
Later that aforementioned day, I think waking up from a nap in our hotel in Koh Tao. My dorsum was completely red and itchy. Information technology looked like a rash, and I naturally started to panic (I'chiliad an anxious type).
But Glenn calmed me down and convinced me to get to the beach and try to relax. And since I was convinced that it was but a rash (or some kind of allergic reaction), I said to myself, "what the hell, permit's get to the beach! The rash will be gone by tomorrow."
Surprise, surprise – the rash wasn't gone by the adjacent day. In fact, it had gotten much worse! It was so red and fiery that I idea about calling my travel insurance – can someone please get me a doctor?!
I told myself to take a deep breath and just go and talk to the pharmacist around the corner, possibly they could help me. So, I walked into the chemist's shop, lifted up my shirt and showed my back covered in the red called-for spots. The lady in the pharmacy just said, "Oooh bed bugs."
Alibi me? Did you say FREAKING BED BUGS?!
NO NO NO, I'd rather just have allergies.
Come on, simply tell me it's a rash…
I actually tried to convince her that it was a rash, but she only looked at me and repeated, "Bed bugs!"
So, I spent the next 2 days anxiously cleaning all of our stuff and looking for bed bugs, their eggs, and their excrements. Information technology was pure hell! The post-obit days, the swelling continued to go worse and itchier. I actually learned that the reason why my body reacted so badly is because I'm allergic to these modest bloodsuckers.
Glenn on the other manus, he didn't get a single bite…
Information technology took more than ii weeks for the bites to finally start to disappear. It was such an itchy nightmare!
But today it's 1 of my "funny" travel stories. Who's that impaired that they'd endeavor to convince a pharmacist that they have a rash rather than just acknowledge they have bed bugs? – ME!
If yous desire to read more virtually my story and learn what to do if yous get these small bloodsuckers on a trip, then get read my web log postal service: Bed bugs in Thailand.
ii. Poop-laundry in Kingdom of cambodia
This is quite the icky story… But information technology'southward also one of my superlative 10 funny travel short stories! Although, it wasn't much fun for Glenn – merely we'll go into that.
When you're traveling full-time, you lot can't practise your own laundry. So, we oft hand in our laundry to some locals in exchange for a bit of money.
At this bespeak of our trip, we were staying in a hostel in Kingdom of cambodia, and they recommended united states to become and requite in our laundry to the family living beyond the street. We gave the family $5 and they did all of our laundry – off-white deal!
The next morning time, Glenn went to choice it up. We were packing our backpacks because we were heading onto a new destination in Kingdom of cambodia. So, we had to grab the bus and were therefore in a bit of a hurry.
We started packing our "fresh" dress when suddenly Glenn saw a big dark-brown stain on his toiletry handbag. He looked confused – What could this be?
I told him to smell it.
(All right, I know it's actually hateful to tell someone to smell a brown stain, only it might as well have been mud?! There was only 1 way to notice out…)
So Glenn smelled it. And then he gagged.
Information technology was poop. Fresh sh*t. From a human.
We looked around to detect the poop source and saw that the plastic, which Glenn had gotten the laundry back in, had a large piece of poop on information technology. He had put the fresh pack of laundry on the bed – on top of his toiletry bag, which explains how the poop ended upwards hither. And so, somehow the family across the street had put our make clean bag of laundry onto a poop.
Nosotros quickly learned that at that place was small poop stains on several pieces of Glenn's wearing apparel.
It was actually disgusting… merely somehow I couldn't end laughing when I learned that information technology was only on his stuff and not on mine (I know, I can be quite the mean girlfriend). Glenn on the other mitt, he did not retrieve it was funny at all – he was then pissed off!
Nosotros didn't go back to the piffling family unit to complain because they were living in a pocket-size shed, and you lot could see that $5 meant a lot to their economy. Their pocket-sized children were running around naked, so nosotros assumed that it was their poop.
We just let go of the incident and instead decided to embrace it for what it was – a funny (and disgusting) travel story to add to the collection.
three. Getting spiked past a prostitue in Cambodia
Sooo… out of all the short travel stories, this is probably one of the least funny ones – at least for Glenn.
Glenn and I don't leave and party that often. We are more the kind of couple who bask the bar civilisation where yous can have some groovy laughs with friends, do a bit of dancing, and play a round of pool.
However, if you ever make it to Siem Reap in Cambodia, then information technology's mandatory to go on a pub crawl with your hostel. It's a pretty rowdy experience where everyone drinks a ton of shots and gets absolutely smashed earlier waking up the adjacent day with a raging hangover.
Sounds lovely, right?
Anyways, we joined the pub crawl 1 evening – which was actually more of a lodge clamber.
When we made it to the last social club, nosotros were all moderately wasted, but not completely smashed. Then, Glenn and I started playing beer pong with some other couple from the hostel. The couple all of a sudden left, then I saw the opportunity to also get out the tabular array and go play tabular array football game with some of the guys from the hostel.
Consequently, Glenn was left alone at the beer pong table. BIG MISTAKE!
A few moments subsequently, I saw that he was all of a sudden playing with a very alpine slim Cambodian woman who was wearing three layers of make-upwards, insane amounts of glitter, and the smallest miniskirt I've always seen. She as well had very broad shoulders, a large jar, and an obvious Adam's apple… You go the film now?
I honestly thought it was a pretty hilarious scene. It was obvious that she was some kind of sexual activity worker in the style she was dressed and in the mode that she approached Glenn. Just what she didn't know was that he had come up with someone else – me!
Glenn and the tall adult female was playing confronting two Cambodian guys who obviously knew the adult female. It honestly looked a bit shady from afar. It was obvious that they wanted something out of poor drunk Glenn – money.
Only Glenn isn't stupid, he knew what was going on. Merely the reason why he didn't want to exit the table was because we had paid for the beer, and he wanted to drink information technology all. So he just kept playing until there was no more beer left… My boyfriend is Belgian and he just can't let any beer go to waste.
What he didn't know (until he chugged down a total glass) was that they had swopped out the beer with something else – he said it only tasted similar water.
Strange. Where had the beer gone?
Afterward some time, the whole situation just got stranger, then nosotros decided it was time to just leave and get domicile.
However, the minute we left the club, Glenn all of a sudden lost the ability to walk. He was all drowsy and he felt like he had to puke. I supported him the best I could and we started to walk home. Go along in listen that nosotros drank the aforementioned amount all nighttime, which meant that I was too drunk – only in no fashion was I in his condition… and Glenn tin can usually potable way more than than me.
So I knew that something was completely incorrect with him.
Long story brusque, Glenn slept by the toilet all night and had a complete blackout. It was obvious that something had been put in his drink – he couldn't remember anything the next day.
The only fourth dimension he had been drinking something unknown and different from what I was drinking was when he was playing beer pong with the Cambodian prostitute and her two male person friends. They were plain running a scheme and must accept put some kind of tranquilizer in his drink.
If a situation seems strange, then remove yourself from it! Don't be like Glenn and insist on drinking the concluding drop of beer – but to find yourself in a complete coma inside the next 60 minutes.
What a night. I honestly had a groovy time! Glenn… not so much. This night definitely deserved a spot in our hall of fame of top funny travel stories!
Just a footling side note to this story: Cambodians are some of the friendliest people on this world! I don't want to scare people off from going here with this story because getting spiked tin happen anywhere in the globe. To show how nice Cambodians are, I've added a picture of Glenn chatting and laughing with v friendly monks!
four. Learning virtually domestic violence in Vietnam
This is one of my favorite funny travel short stories!
This story both shows how incredibly friendly Vietnamese people can be towards foreigners, and how we humans can still manage to find a way to communicate without knowing each other'southward languages – and in spite of big cultural differences.
This funny travel story takes place in Tam Coc, which is ane of the virtually beautiful places in all of Vietnam! Read my blog postal service nigh things to exercise in Tam Coc, and you'll meet.
We stayed in a guesthouse and one dark the owners invited u.s.a. to join them for dinner. We gladly accustomed! They had cooked an impressive feast, and we were excited to try some new Vietnamese food.
The only problem was that nosotros didn't speak Vietnamese, and they didn't speak English. So afterward a while, we ran out of body language, and it became tranquility around the table. I mean… you can't rub your tummy and say, "mhmmm" all night. We had to find something to talk about.
So we pulled out Google Translate – every traveler'due south best friend.
And it turned out to be so much fun!
The possessor wanted to introduce his wife, so he said something in Vietnamese, which came out in a monotone robotic Google Interpret vocalization like this, "My married woman'south name is Bowwow".
We all barbarous into a coma of laughter!
His wife's name is "Bich", but Google translated it into "Bitch". Information technology was hilarious!
We had so much fun and ate so much fantastic food (which they insisted we shouldn't pay for). Nonetheless, the more than rice wine we drank, the weirder the nighttime became.
The human started telling us stories about how his married woman was beingness violent to him while his wife was sitting right next to him and laughing about information technology. Then the wife tried to teach me how I should punish Glenn. Co-ordinate to her, I should take his money so he doesn't go to other women, and I should start slapping him – Requite him the "100 hands" equally she chosen it on Google Translate.
We don't disregard domestic violence in any manner! But we likewise didn't want to exist rude to our hosts, who were both laughing about this affair. So, we kind of simply laughed forth…
Even though the whole nighttime took a weird turn, nosotros still had a really fun night! These people were and so generous to usa. And despite our cultural differences, language barriers, and different views on domestic violence – we withal had one of the best nights of our unabridged trip.
It was definitely one of our best local and cultural experiences, and today it's one of my favorite funny short stories from our one year of travel.
5. A dog pooped on my seat in Republic of bolivia
Okay, and then hither goes my 2nd poop story… Apparently one wasn't plenty.
This brusque story definitely deserves a spot in our elevation 10 funny travel stories – I still can't believe the bad luck we had on this day.
This travel story takes place in one of the almost incredible places in the world – Salar de Uyuni! Salar de Uyuni is the name of the famous salt flats in Uyuni, Republic of bolivia. It's an area that doesn't look like it belongs on earth. Information technology's honestly one of the most incredible places y'all can visit in this globe! I'm not exaggerating.
However, we made the mistake of choosing the cheapest salt flat tour that we could detect. It's a habit to wait for the cheapest tours when you're a budget traveler… But discussion of advice – don't be a cheapskate when choosing a Salar de Uyuni tour.
Long story short, nosotros ended upwards sitting with our knees in our faces in the back of a jeep for more than viii hours with a really rude Bolivian family, a guide who didn't speak English, and an ugly trivial dog.
The whole tour was i big mistake from our side. We should just have paid for something improve from the beginning!
It was such a bizarre day because nosotros were visiting one of the world's most amazing places, even so we weren't really enjoying it because of the weird tour we had gotten ourselves into.
And after several hours of disappointment in our boyfriend explorers, merely before the tour was over and we were about to head home, so the rude Bolivian family's little dog took a sh*t on my seat.
I was And so mad that I refused to become dorsum into the motorcar.
I wasn't mad at the little dog, only at the irresponsible family unit who had been feeding the domestic dog candy and other kinds of crap all day.
The Bolivian family started to panic a fleck when they saw how mad I became, but their solution was but to paw Glenn a tissue.
WHAT?!
So, they wanted Glenn to clean their dogs poop? I honestly couldn't believe how rude they were, and both Glenn and I refused to clean up after their dog.
The poor bout guide had also had plenty of the family, and then he just took the tissue and started cleaning the seat.
I was just thinking to myself, what kind of person doesn't clean their own dogs poop?! They were such bad dog owners. After the seat had been cleaned with a tissue, they even wanted me to go back into the jeep and sit on information technology… They didn't offer to change seats.
Glenn and I eventually reached a point where we just started to express mirth considering of how unfortunate the whole 24-hour interval had been. That'south why today this story made it into one of my top funny travel brusque stories.
If you want to read more near this unfortunate day, so go read my blog post: How NOT to visit Salar de Uyuni
6. Getting stuck on a mountain in Bali
This funny travel story is one of those classic Southeast Asia backpacker stories that involves a scary scooter autumn and a breakup in the middle of nowhere.
We had rented a scooter from our guesthouse in Bali. Information technology was in a very poor condition, yet we thought it was a great thought to drive to the top of the steep 600 meter high Mount Lempuyang, and visit the famous temple on the height.
But of course it turned out to be a very bad idea…
The hill was as well steep for the scooter. I was driving with Glenn on the back, and I turned the gas every bit much as I could, but nosotros were basically standing withal on the hill. Then Glenn had to jump off and kickoff walking up.
Nosotros decided to take turns in driving and walking up the steep mount.
Information technology went fine, until information technology didn't…
At some point during Glenn'southward turn of driving, I heard him scream, "F******CK!", and then there was silence.
SH*T! Did he drive off the mountain?
In a complete panic, I tried running up the steep hill. I made it around the corner and saw Glenn in the middle of the road. He had fallen with the scooter. But he was okay, and there luckily weren't any scratches on him or on the scooter.
I was so grateful that nothing had happened to him!
Apparently, my scooter helmet, which was laying between his legs, had rolled off during a sharp plow. So he tried to accomplish out for it just consequently lost his residuum on the scooter. He said that the just manner out of the situation was to just let himself autumn slowly onto the side.
The just trouble now was that the scooter wouldn't showtime. The battery was completely expressionless.
We tried several times, simply after twenty minutes we had to acknowledge to defeat. We were stranded on top of a mountain in Bali… At least nosotros had an incredible view over the island and the sea!
I recollect how funny it was when Glenn tried to enquire for assist when cars were driving by. Glenn waived with his arms signaling them to stop and help the states, but they didn't go the message because they just smiled and waived back.
After well-nigh one-half an hour, Glenn randomly tried to start the scooter again – and it magically worked!
We were contemplating whether we should go along upwards the road to the temple (nosotros were only 900 meters away), or if we should just ride back downwardly.
Nosotros took the autumn and the broken scooter as a bad omen and decided to just head dorsum downwards the mountain.
So basically, nosotros never got to see the temple… Only riding up that hill in the first identify wasn't a complete waste because at present we accept another travel tale to add to our collection of funny stories.
I know and then many travelers who have scary scooter stories, and now nosotros have one too! Although, today we detect it quite funny and more often than not but laugh about information technology. Just please exist careful on the scooters in Southeast Asia… A lot of accidents happens.
You can check out some my blog posts nearly Bali here:
- Is Bali still worth visiting?
- 22 interesting facts about Bali
- Best things to do in Sidemen
7. Boozer on rice wine with locals in Vietnam
While writing these funny brusk travel stories, I find it a reoccurring theme that it's often Glenn who is the subject of the stupid things that happens… Coincidence???
Glenn is besides the primary graphic symbol in this story, which he after that day came to regret.
Long story brusk, Glenn and I was out exploring Hanoi when we started to feel hungry. We walked around in an area that didn't take many food options, so when we saw a little local street vendor we decided to just go for it.
Information technology was the kind of place where you sit on pocket-sized plastic stools, and yous throw your leftover food onto the ground. Not very hygienic, but a slap-up cultural experience.
The local people sitting in the little street food restaurant were excited about two foreigners joining them. One of the men told Glenn to come and sit side by side to him past slapping the piddling red plastic chair besides him. Glenn sat down, and he was quickly offered beer, cigarettes, and rice wine.
The homo constantly filled upwards Glenn's glass and yelled "trăm phần trăm!"
trăm phần trăm evidently means 100% – or bottoms upward!
The Vietnamese homo made it his mission to drink Glenn under the table. Glenn looked at his watch and saw that it was but past 12 PM, which is the advisable hour to start drinking in his world, then he accepted the claiming.
The only trouble was that Glenn had never had Vietnamese rice wine before, and it'southward not unusual that rice vino has an alcohol percentage of 40%. So, I knew that Glenn would become completely smashed from this little game he was playing.
A lot of Vietnamese people started to bring together the scene, and all of a sudden Glenn was chugging rice wine with half of Hanoi's citizens (yes that's a complete overstatement! My point is that a lot of people joined).
When the bottles were empty, I decided that information technology was time to end the show and move on with the 24-hour interval.
Glenn was so drunk that he started hugging the old Vietnamese grandmother who was part of the street vendor family unit. To my surprise, the grandmother responded by touching and grabbing his biceps. It was such a hilarious scene from my sober point of view!
The street vendors didn't desire us to pay a dime considering they were just and so happy that we had stopped past to bring together them for lunch and a drinking game. It'southward incredible how generous the people around the earth can exist!
I saw that Glenn's condition worsened by the minute, and then I got a taxi to have united states dorsum to our hostel. twenty minutes later, Glenn had his head in the toilet and then passed out on the bed for hours.
Only a little advice; if you lot've never had Vietnamese rice wine before, and so take it easy – it'southward really strong!
You lot can lookout this funny travel story in our travel vlog beneath:
8. Dehydrating on Roy's Peak Rail in New Zealand
Out of all our funny travel stories, this brusque story is probably the dumbest i. We admittedly accept no one to blame merely ourselves for this…
This is the story of when we dehydrated on Roy'southward Peak track in New Zealand.
It's really dangerous to become hiking without enough liquids, then I don't know how funny this travel story actually is – simply at to the lowest degree nosotros learned from information technology, aught happened, and we tin can only look back and laugh about our stupidity today.
And then basically, nosotros thought it was a practiced idea to hike one of New Zealand'south toughest trails at noon on a hot sunny January day. Furthermore, we idea information technology was a good idea to practice it without enough h2o.
We completely underestimated how tough this hiking trail was and therefore miscalculated how much water we would need… The hike ends at the incredible 1578 meter high viewpoint, and it was at this point that we officially ran out of water.
The remaining 8 kilometers turned out to be a nightmare.
Nosotros were walking back down for more than than 2 hours in the blazing hot afternoon dominicus without any h2o. We both started to feel actually bad – obviously dehydrating and feeling dizzy and powerless.
This just shows how Of import water or whatever type of liquid is while hiking. Information technology's super unsafe to become on a hike and non accept plenty h2o… Always bring more water than you think y'all tin drinkable. More often than not you'll cease upwardly opening that extra bottle.
Nosotros miraculously made it dorsum to our van in the parking lot in one piece and drank everything we could find in the van. The only cold affair we had was milk, and then Glenn started chugging all the milk. I didn't care about cold or hot I just needed something liquid – and a lot of it! So, I took the gallon of water we had in our car and started drinking from it. Although, it was actually more than like tasteless tea because it had been standing in the sun all 24-hour interval long.
Information technology was honestly such a pathetic sight! I can't imagine how stupid nosotros must accept looked in the parking lot of Roy's Acme trail, panic-drinking everything nosotros had…
Today it's only one of our funny travel stories – "Call back that time we virtually dehydrated and died on Roy'south Peak?" – and then nosotros have a laugh. Merely lesson learned: NEVER underestimate a trail, it tin be so unsafe if you lot start dehydrating because yous didn't bring enough water.
If y'all want to read the full story, then cheque our my weblog mail service: How NOT to hike Roy's Peak
9. Almost missing our airplane to Chile
Come to think of it, this short story isn't really that funny compared to some of the other travel stories.
But information technology still deserves to be told because it was 1 of those, "What the F*CK!"-moments. It'southward as well one of those dreadful travel stories that many full-time travelers have experienced, and it feels so unfair and unnecessary.
That'southward why we just have to laugh at it.
So basically nosotros had paid A LOT of money for a direct flight ticket from Auckland in New Zealand to Santiago in Chile. The tickets were non-refundable, so we couldn't afford to miss the flight.
Everything went smooth. Until it didn't.
Equally always, I had done my research and checked all the necessary information we needed to know in order to enter Chile. I also researched whether you needed proof of an onward ticket or non, which you should E'er check before going anywhere. Subsequently a small hour of inquiry, I concluded that it was okay to wing to Republic of chile on a one-way ticket, so I didn't call back more than about it.
That is, until nosotros were standing at the check-in desk-bound in Auckland Airport and a lady from the airline staff asked me, "May I see your return ticket?"
I told her that nosotros wouldn't render to New Zealand, but instead movement into Bolivia afterwards. We just hadn't planned that far.
…She said we needed an onward ticket to get on the airplane, and thus refused to permit us check in.
I started panicking.
Nosotros had spent so much coin on this flight ticket, and it was going to exist my kickoff fourth dimension in Due south America. And now I maybe didn't get to get?!
The thing is, you get nowhere in life if you simply sit down and cry. So, I picked myself up and we started looking at our options. Nosotros looked into buying a plane ticket out of Chile, but nosotros couldn't decide for how long nosotros wanted to stay in Chile. We also didn't know which city we should fly out from… At that place was just too much pressure on us to start planning our whole South America trip in but one hour.
So, nosotros found some other solution.
At that place is a website that offers "fake" onward tickets for $12 per ticket… The tickets are really existent, just they automatically go cancelled 24 hours after you lot buy them. It honestly sounds super shady, but at this point nosotros didn't care. We just needed a quick solution to our trouble.
So, we bought two random onward tickets online and hoped they would get in in our mailbox before the check in closed. About 20 minutes afterwards, nosotros received our 2 "fake" tickets out of Chile to somewhere random in the US.
I was a bit nervous to return back to the queue for bank check-in, simply at least at present I had the proof they were looking for.
When we made information technology to the check-in counter, we didn't get the same woman as before. We were now being checked in by the adult female who was standing right next to the woman who rejected us.
We handed in our passports and ticket numbers, only when I asked her if she wanted to see our onward tickets she said, "No thanks".
WHAT?!
And so yous sent me into a complete panic coma for nada? Apparently it's up to the individual to ask you about your onward tickets…
I felt then annoyed that they had to put united states of america through the stress, notwithstanding I was super relieved that we were allowed to check in!
It'due south just one of those typical travel stories that yous merely think is funny subsequently… I know that a lot of people accept experienced this effectually the world. And it's super annoying that it'south up to the airline to ask, and non just a permanent requirement for the state. Because then you lot tin never be sure about what's correct or incorrect.
When we arrived in Chile, nobody asked us to see anything. The immigration officer took a quick await at me and my passport and gave me the approval postage in less than 2 seconds.
10. An uncomfortable hospital visit in Bolivia
Okay, this brusk story might be a trivial scrap uncomfortable – but it actually turned out to be 1 of the most funny travel stories from our trip.
Information technology'south not funny considering I got ill. Just the hospital visit turned out to exist rather hilarious!
We started our trip in Bolivia at a 3500 meters altitude, which led to me getting altitude sickness. I was feeling awful, so I decided to call my travel insurance who advised me to go to a lower-distance city and visit a hospital. They booked me in at a hospital in Sucre for the following solar day.
When Glenn and I showed up at the hospital the adjacent day, we were the simply ones there. Then, I didn't take long before a md was fix to see me.
The doctor was dainty, simply he didn't really speak English, and we didn't actually speak Spanish… So information technology was limited how much I really understood what was going on.
He took my temperature and listened to my lungs. Everything was luckily in social club!
And then he guided me into a minor room where I didn't really know what I was waiting for. A few moments later, a woman came to take a blood sample from me. She took out a comically large syringe and just started tapping my arm. I remember thinking, why does she demand so much of my claret to practise a few tests?
Only I but complied.
Then I was sent into another room where I (again) didn't know what I was waiting for.
Another lady came in with another syringe, and she told me to drop my pants. She then requite me a jab in the butt and injected something in me… And to this day, I nonetheless have no clue what was injected into me.
So that same lady handed me 2 cups and a picayune wooden stick. They looked like accept away dressing cups, and the stick looked like something at that place was supposed to be an ice foam stuck on.
Basically, they needed a urine and stool sample from me. I did what I had to practise… Although, it wasn't like shooting fish in a barrel to practice it in a dressing cup.
All at that place was left for me was to wait for the test results, which arrived a few hours afterward.
The doctor told me that I did indeed suffer from altitude sickness, merely that I too had salmonella. So here I was, combatting ii illnesses at one time!
The doctor prescribed me 4 different types of medicine… which I as well wasn't 100% clear virtually what was.
I don't think I've ever been to such a disruptive infirmary visit where my whole arm was tapped of blood, I got injected with something mysterious in the barrel, and I had to poop in a dressing cup.
Only the hospital did help me out a lot, and I was eventually cured for any illnesses I had – and for that, I'm grateful!
If you desire to read the full story about getting altitude sickness and going to the infirmary in Republic of bolivia, y'all can find it here: Getting distance sickness in Uyuni. Or check out my blog mail from Sucre, which is the city where I went to the hospital: Things to do in Sucre
I promise y'all enjoyed my compilation of these 10 funny (and unfortunate!) short stories from ane yr of travel. Equally you can see, nosotros ended upwards in some bad situations on our trip, only nosotros always tried to get the best out of it. The world isn't as unsafe as you would think, and situations often gets better if nosotros can discover positivity in negativity. Laughter truly is the best medicine!
If you have any funny travel stories that yous want to share, and then feel complimentary to get out a comment. I would love to hear them. Thank you for reading!
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