So, how was it, you ask? Painful? Well, not really. I took my painkillers like a good girl and bore patiently with the nurses who were barging in at all hours to take my temperature, bring hospital food (not awesome even though in Thailand) and just generally hustle and bustle around. My face swelled up and got red and I was super weak but besides that, as tropical diseases go, I think mine wasn't too horrible.
But, after that I didn't really feel like doing anything but hang out under a mosquito net on my bed and wish I'd be home. Which I soon was: we cut the trip short and returned to Berlin a month ahead of schedule, in March. Just in time to welcome a fresh bout of freezing temperatures and snow. Thanks, Berlin. But it was still good to be back. The end.
So, what am I still doing, blogging? The trip is done, no? Well, my friends, read on to the next post!