So do I have a story for you… I recently had the best and worst trip ever. It all started when I decided to enjoy the sunset at the beach before boarding my flight last thursday evening. I was lying in the sand when a swarm of sand fleas attacked my under arm. It itched like crazy but I didn’t think much of it. Three days into my trip one of the bites grew bigger and more painful so I went to see a doctor. They gave me some meds that I ended up having an allergic reaction to. I got the fever and chills and a burning rash all over my body. I was out of the water for the last two days. On the way home I got sick again so I checked into the ER in LA. There I got an IV and they cut open my infection to release some of the pressure. Disgusting!!! I made it home the next day, went to another doctor, and he cut it open some more to drain. So gross! I am small kine losing my mind. I am waiting for tomorrow to hopefully be released back in the ocean. In the meantime I have been watching TV, hanging with friends, cleaning house, biking, walking, pretending to be a photog, and catching up with emails and phone calls that I have been neglecting for sometime now. I have to say getting sick was worth it tho. I got barreled out of my mind the first three days of the trip, doing step offs into perfect 4-5 foot sand bottom barrels. No better feeling in the world.