The next morning, I asked the man working at the reception desk where the nearest pharmacy was. He of course made it sound so close and sooo easy... All I had to do was walk for about 15 minutes and there it was.. Except no, it was not a hop, skip and a jump away.
I walked and walked and walked and there was no pharmacy, there were papeleria's... where yes they sold medicine.. and yes they didn't know what they were selling. This was an unsuccessful trip, that took over an hour.. and left me soaking wet.. even though I had brought my little dinky umbrella with me!
When I got back to the hotel, I was on the verge of tears. I looked at the three men working there and said I needed a town with Internet and a real Pharmacy... where is that?!?!.. They told me Mayogalpa (the town I had come from the day before). I said ok... still on the verge of tears at the realization I had to go back and away from the direction I was headed. I asked if they could call a taxi.
I had such a fever and was feeling so horrible that I just needed to get there as soon as possible. Traveling alone is all fun and dandy until you don't feel good.. then it's the worst!!!! My taxi drivers was very gracious and even waited for me while I was in the pharmacy. It's amazing the kindness that people can show.
I had no idea what drugs I had agreed to take.. but they were cheap enough! I also was just desperate that something would cure me. I was so sick that I even debated returning to Costa Rica.. thinking if I couldn't do the things I wanted to do anyway.. what was the point? Luckily my luck would turn around.