San José

Wee hours of the morning saw me shivering with fever and feeling pretty damn shit. I sought out extra linen and another blanket, then spent a fairly uncomfortable night trying not to throw up. Ignored alarm in the morning and dozed on and off until midday. By then, I forced myself to get up, shower and go out to source pharmaceuticals to get me through the day.

Looking on Maps.Me, it looked like there were a couple of pharmacies only a few blocks away so I headed in that general direction. After finding neither, I resorted to asking locals with little success. Eventually, I had it confirmed that I would need to go back into the city centre for what I was after. Zombie like, I negotiated San José’s hectic traffic and succeeded in not becoming roadkill en route. I stumbled upon the local train station I would need when moving on out of here so one objective was met.

First pharmacy I came to, I stopped and tried in halting Spanish to explain what I needed. Words in any language were becoming challenging, however, the hombre behind the counter spoke reasonable English so I reverted to that to make life easier. He presented me with a little bottle of elixir which I was quite dubious about, but assured me it would do the trick.

After throwing some of the mixture down my throat, I decided I would walk around a bit before going back to the hostel. San José is definitely a very walkable city so long as you are aware of what the traffic is doing at intersections. I always find watching how the locals engage with the traffic is your best gauge on how to go about it.

Back at the hostel, I finally collapsed and decided an early night was in order.