Jeanie woke up this morning feeling a world of difference from yesterday! Which was a good thing as our 15 mile day extended to 19 before reaching a tourist information center that was able to help us find available accommodations. The only hitch was that we would have to walk through the large city and along a highway for a short bit in order to arrive. We were desperate enough that we agreed and were on our way.
We received one of the last rooms and dragged our bodies and bags up to the top floor. We found ourselves in a little room with a low slanted rooftop our host repeatedly warned us not to hit our heads on. So we went ducking about our room for the next few hours, organizing our items and assessing our food supply.
We soon learned the shower lacked both a shower head holder and quality curtain, which led to a very wet bathroom and mainroom floor. We laughed at our wet little hobbit hole accommodations and debated whether or not we were really going to trek back into the main town for dinner, or sit in our room snacking on corn nuts for the night instead. It was a toss up, but we decided heading back for some protein was probably a better option. We set out with the ginger steps of a long day, back along the highway, up the hill, and towards the town. Just as we entered, Jeanie groans “oh noooo.” Her PDM had been left on the bed of our forlorn little hostel!
“Alright,” I said, “let’s go get it.”
“No way are we going back. I just won’t eat carbs!” She answered (her PDM manages the insulin delivered to account for the carbs she eats).
“Dude, come onnnn. We are going back” I said, in my most diabetically professional tone.
After a standoff of two very stubborn people, and a return trip to the hotel, we set out again, laughing at our own jokes and cursing tourist information centers for their distressing partner locations (miles away from city centers). Jeanie told me about other times she has forgotten necessary items, and how she has had to adapt on the road. With diabetes, she always needs to plan and prepare far more than the average person. A small mistake isn’t the difference between going without some comfort or amenity, but truly affects her safety and the experience as a whole. It can be tempting to still move forward and “make the best of things.” But safety is always a necessary priority over convenience, both at home and abroad!
Eventually, a protein filled dinner and some market cookies had us feeling in better spirits, and we are now only a few days from Santiago! We will check in with you soon, we are so appreciative of your support in this journey!