The day before we were due to board the bus and head to the airport, I started having trouble breathing. I feared my last Covid test might return positive. Luckily, it did not. But, unluckily, what I thought might be an upper respiratory infection, turned out to be much worse. My breathing worsened, and after a long, difficult flight home, I ended up at urgent care. The result? I got pneumonia and enjoyed (not!) an ambulance ride to the hospital, where I stayed for two days before I could beg the doctor to let me go home. Not the best way to end a trip.
But I certainly enjoyed every minute of my time abroad and on this river cruise. I hope you enjoyed traveling with me (even if only in your mind).
What did you think?