I had another rough fall, this time much worse. We stayed for the night because I needed to tend to my wounds. My knee got busted up which was bad, but the worse part is my face got fairly (for lack of a more accurate word) fucked up. I’m feeling better already but the wind against the wounds on my face is incredibly painful so I needed a day to heal unless I was planning on crying my way to San Juan de Ortega. Coincidentally if I cried the salty tears would make the pain worse, and I can’t even describe how much it hurts to try and blow my nose. I figured scratches wouldn’t be so bad but the face is full of super sensitive nerves that simply won’t let up. I’m okay, the woman running our hostel got me cleaned and bandaged up and everything feels much better after a good night’s rest. Onward we go!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I had another rough fall, this time much worse. We stayed for the night because I needed to tend to my wounds. My knee got busted up which was bad, but the worse part is my face got fairly (for lack of a more accurate word) fucked up. I’m feeling better already but the wind […] Continue reading