Little Miss N, with whom I'm going to Costa Rica, said I don't need these vaccines:
Tetanus/Diptheria
Hep A
Typhoid Fever
Malaria
"It's Costa Rica!" she said, as if it was supposed to invoke an image of a sort of paradise.
I'm sure it was paradise, before Adam and Eve came. I envision the same sorts of problems that a high concentration of human poop in the L.A. river basin causes. Honestly, I probably shoulda gotten the Hep A shot long before this upcoming trip.
Anyway, my arm is killing me. The right arm, shot up with Hep A, is just a tiny bit sore. The left arm, with the tetanus/diptheria shot feels like it's been hammered with a brick fifty times. I had planned on surfing this morning, too.
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