Day Five

We awoke this morning to the violent sound of Caleb vomiting. The poor guy was embarrassed that it was coming out both ends simultaneously. I assured him that it had happened to me on several occasions. At least we fortunate enough to be in our room. The poor little guy also had a fever. Our plans to visit the market in Santiago would have to be changed. I met Flora and Nicholas on the dock and told them about Caleb. We went to a pharmacy and picked up some medicine. Three other students were suffering from the same thing.

Flora and I studied in Elena's restaurant, and she loaded me up with homework to pass the afternoon. It was a long horrible day for Caleb. I coaxed him into eating a Hershey bar that afternoon. I even got him out to the Buddah bar that evening, but he lay comatose on the couch. Poor Caleb didn't recover until the next day.