Two nights ago I had felt as though I had a bit of a sore throat. Today a cough has developed. No wonder I had found yesterday’s walk uphill to and from Güéjar Sierra a tad arduous.
Francine, bless her, volunteered to repeat the uphill and downhill trek into Güéjar Sierra to visit the farmacia in search of some cough jollop. Mission successful, having learned a few more words of Spanish.
I wasn’t good for much for the rest of the day, including eating and drinking, so it must have been bad. I began dosing myself up with Francine’s hard won cough mixture, which we think was herbal so probably more of a placebo. If you work your way beyond the units on the edge of the Sierra Nevada pitches, there are worse views to be stuck with.
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