March 23, 2007
Day 541
I had been drinking river water the last few days in Chapada Diamantina. It looked like a dirty red color to me, but the guides drank it and said it was clean. I'm not saying they were necessarily wrong, but today a nasty stomach illness gradually developed inside me. By the end of the day I was on the toilet every hour and every bone in my body was aching.
About the only thing I had the energy to do was walk to my backpack where I still had a few magical pills left over from my last bout with giardia a few months ago. It wouldn't be a real trip if I ever went more than three months without a major illness, would it?