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Why Do You Always Seem To Get Sicker Abroad. (pg. 2)
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| echosystm |
i got back from bali a few weeks ago. we were there for 16 days and i just wanted to get the out of the country, but there were no flights. it was the holiday from hell and i came back a changed man in more ways than one.
the plane flight in was so turbulent they weren't able to serve us anything the entire way from singapore to denpasar (3 hours). the hostesses just sat in their seat, belts bulked. we landed in the middle of a tropical storm. i had a window seat and i could see lightning all around the plane. i have been on some ridiculous flights before, but this took the prize. at one point the plane just dropped for about 10 seconds. needless to say, everyone was screaming and crying for the last 30 minutes of the flight.
i arrived there at night, so i didn't get to see much. we had booked an amazing private villa with our own private chefs, two pools and all other kinds of luxuries you just don't get anywhere else in the world. i was amazed, then i opened the front door the next morning.
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i closed the door.
we were in the middle of some serious third world , with straw huts everywhere and stray dogs trying to come in as i slammed the door. these were the mangiest creatures i have ever seen. the female dogs teats would almost touch the ground from many years of hardcore teat grabbing. there was everywhere.
we decided to face the pack of stray dogs, that were constantly scratching at our door, and venture into the wilderness. as we walked on the road, about 30 meters from the beach, i saw a woman and her children bathing in the gutter water. as if gutter water is not bad enough in first world countries. this water, no doubt, had remnants of the past nights dinner, both human and cainine alike. i couldn't understand why you would do this when you're so close to a pristine beach. i assumed they just didn't know any better, which seemed to become the general theme of the entire populace.
we didn't eat anything that wasn't cooked; no salad or skinless fruit. we obviously didn't drink the water either. we generally ate only at 5 star restaurants.
on the fourth day, i got sick. by the 6th day, our entire group was sick, despite all eating different foods. we were all sick up until 2-3 days after arriving home. we cancelled all our reservations elsewhere, and went to the hard rock hotel in kuta. we decided that a westernised resort would be the only way we could survive the next 10 days. we upgraded all our rooms to the most expensive ones we could and locked ourselves in. we ate mostly room service and only left the resort compound twice in 10 days. our trips from the resort would only last as long as we had a supply of immodium tablets. once we ran out, it was time to go back. fast.
life became about trying to co-ordinate 4 people sharing 2 toilets. when you're ting 12 times a day, this is no easy task.
one day we thought we would visit the buffet breakfast.
"oh look! they have tongs for the fruit!"
"holy crap, they actually understand hygeine!"
then a waiter came along with a new plate of freshly cut fruit. she used her hands to take it off the plate, and proceeded to put her hands all over it as she arranged.
"ok... that."
for all we knew, she could have been the woman bathing in the gutter.
eating out one day at a very reputable cafe, we all ordered burgers.
"burgers are safe, just get it well done."
"yeah, how can they up a burger?"
well, they did. i took one bite and felt fat squirt into my mouth. it was the foulest i had ever tasted in my life and the meat was partially cooked at best. we ate our fries and left without paying. the next day, we went and bought some roast beef rolls.
"roast beef is safe!"
"yeah, how can they up roast beef?"
well, they did. the meat might as well have just been taken out of the freezer. it was 100% red. i was going to take a photo, but the bali beli called i had to run to the toilet.
we actually decided to take a risk and eat at a 4 star restaurant one night. when i asked for bottled water WITH THE LID ON, they brought out a fanta bottle with water in it. there are two types of fanta in indonesia; the orange drink, and bottled water. the bottles were from the orange drink... doesn't take a genius to work out what kind of water was in the bottles.
the doctors were about as good as the food preperation. we paid $600AUD for him to tell us to stop taking our anti-malaria medication. "yeah... no". upon leaving australia, i weighed 76kg and measured roughly 14.8" around my bicep. when i arrived home, i was 67kg, with 13.4" around my bicep. my body had literally eaten itself away, this was not just water weight.
as if the holiday had not been bad enough, leaving the country was also great fun. we arrived at the airport to discover a very strange phenomenon; estimated gate numbers. our tickets said one thing, the tv screens said another and the voiceover seemed to have a mind of its own. i have been overseas alot, but have never come accross an airport so -house and disconnected that they can't even tell you what gate to go to. hilarious. we had 19 hours in transit, between three seperate flights, on what would have been a 4 hour direct flight.
within an hour of touching down in australia, we had blood tests, urine and samples. SUPER FUN.
summary?
1. i'm scared of flying now.
2. i have become seriously racist towards balinese.
lessons learned?
ever going to asia again...
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| elFreak |
| god bless aussie meat..i dont think id live without it. |
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| echosystm |
that story probably makes me sound like the most whiny bitch ever haha... i just want to point out, i am not precious. i go camping out in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by a million different things that could kill me, with no problems. i have been all through europe and only got sick from doing stupid things (i knew that kransky looked suss!).
bali really is just a complete hole, imo. it is absolutely infested and it doesn't matter how neurotic you are, you gonna get raped. a holiday where your survival has direct correlation to your degree of OCD, is no holiday at all.
i know it is rude and unreasonable to talk like this. it is not their fault they are lacking education. however, after that holiday i seriously just don't give a about anyones feelings anymore. :stongue: |
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| elFreak |
| nasw koreans are very educated and cultured,,,they just lack hygene. Its ok, i feel your pain. |
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| echosystm |
| lol, it's funny actually... we started making jokes about us being like "the boy in the bubble", except our bubble was our hotel room. every time we left our bubble, we got ed up. :haha: |
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| Jarvmeister |
| quote: | Originally posted by Mr.Mystery
I'm always sick at least 1 day out of every trip I take, doesn't really matter where I go. |
This just made my day a little bit better. |
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| Jarvmeister |
Super post - enjoyed it a lot..... but
| quote: | Originally posted by echosystm
i just want to point out, i am not precious. |
| quote: | Originally posted by echosystm
....and measured roughly 14.8" around my bicep. when i arrived home, i was 67kg, with 13.4" around my bicep. |
How unprecious does one have to be in order not to know his ing bicep circumference!?!? |
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| Acton |
| quote: | Originally posted by Ian
and if u goto turkey, the fact that the bottled water you buy is often reused bottles filled out of a dirty tap out back. |
when i went to Turkey a couple of years back with my ex, this exact thing happened, i was tricked into drinking tap water.......by the bar staff!
as a result, that night i was walking down a busy street popping round all the bars and enjoying the nightlife, when suddenly i felt the urge to break wind, so naturally i did. big mistake.
it wasnt a fart at all, instead i discovered i had a very wet leg, i infact my pants in the middle of a busy road, so i walked like john wayne to the nearest bar where i went to the toilet to wipe my arse and my legs with my socks and anything i could find to absorb what i can only describe as the runniest i have ever had.
and this was obviously due to the tap water
anyway, this horrific diarrhoea then continued for the remainder of my holiday, needless to say i wasnt impressed.
and im off to cuba in a few weeks, so im preparing for the worst! |
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| Jarvmeister |
Jesus what is wrong with you people?
Two years ago I travelled around the world, I went to Thailand, Vietnam, Singapore, Australia, Fiji, Raratonga and many other places.
I never had a single issue. |
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| MrJiveBoJingles |
| quote: | | Originally posted by echosystm |
Damn.
Only way I'm going to a poor country is if someone pays me lots of money. :)
If I want an Asian experience I'll go to Japan or Singapore. |
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| tubularbills |
*pew pew*
*runs* |
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| elFreak |
| quote: | Originally posted by Jarvmeister
Jesus what is wrong with you people?
Two years ago I travelled around the world, I went to Thailand, Vietnam, Singapore, Australia, Fiji, Raratonga and many other places.
I never had a single issue. |
maybe you are just used to eating dirty garbage. |
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