Calling in sick
Five months in China and I barely got a cold. The worst was a day of sniffles in Xi’an, which some Cambodian herb supplement and a day in Revolutionary Park took care of. Somehow, living in my dingy old apartment in Dalian–with peeling paint, poor heat and things growing under the walls–never made me sick.
Korea has proven less merciful. I’ve spent most of this week drifting through my classes and doing my best impression of a harbor seal, trying to clear whatever has taken up residence in my lungs. I’ve been knocked flat, sleeping late and going to bed early, downing cough drops and sinus medicine.
Since getting online from my room is still proving more of a headache than it’s usually worth, I’ve been skimping on the blog. I should be back on as soon as this clears up. Keep a look out in the next few days.

January 12th, 2007 at 3:07 am
Hey man, now you’re sick.
Be careful http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/6253807.stm
January 14th, 2007 at 4:29 am
If you are going to get a cold in Korea, you have to do the Korean thing and buy one of those face masks you see people wearing. That’s what they do when they get a cold. Trust me.