We've all heard it a hundred times: If you're going to a different country, don't drink the water.
And when friends come to visit us here in Merida some of the first phrases they learn are, "I'd like bottled water, please." And, "No ice." These are wise decisions, especially for those just passing through...
But I'll tell you what, there's something in me that cannot stand to spend money on bottled water, and after living here all last year and with the past 3 weeks to readjust, I've decided that my system is sufficiently innoculated with whatever 'little friends' are supposed to make me sick. That's it! I'm putting my foot down and refusing to be a pansy about the issue. I am drinking strictly tap water from here on out. Go ahead, get a good mental picture of me holding up my glass of water. (Remember that old Cheers episode with Fraiser running around the bar yelling, "I'm running with scissors!") That should give you a pretty good idea of what I did last night....."I'm drinking tap water!"......please don't picture me running with scissors...I believe in taking risks and all, but puhlease, running with scissors? Now that's dangerous.
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Oh goodness, Em... I'm a little nervous for you. Remember how sick Tim got that summer? I remember a couple late nights in the bathroom when I ate or drank something wrong... But hey, since when were we afraid of a little water? Cheers! (Taylor holding up a shot glass of rakija)
you really think you won't get sick? And won't the water there rot your teeth? dang, you really are trusting a big God for big things. Way to step out in faith!
I'm just glad I'm not sharing a bathroom with you. Praying for your roommies!
But seriously folks - be careful. I'm praying that you don't get sick, but if you do, I'll help you contact your supporters and ask them to increase your monthly support to include a bottled water stipend.
For all you concerned individuals...it's been a week and I'm still healthy.
Brave I love it.
"...and you know why? It would take about a million ants just to aim a gun at me, let alone fire it. And you know what I'm doing while they're aiming it at me? I just sort of slip off to the side, and then suddenly run up and kick the gun out of their hands."
SOS has asked for a health update.
Oh, hey there, boss-friend Matt...2 weeks in and I continue to be healthy. I think I'm in the clear.
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