Three weeks and three antibiotics later, I am finally feeling back to my sassy self. Now that I am feeling better, I can finish the story of my adventure.
After the canyon, I flew across America to meet da boyz. Yes, I flew from the Las Vegas to Orlando for a few days at Universal Studio. Exhausted from minimal sleep and twelve hours on an airplane, I managed to squeeze out a few more ounces of energy.
This is where you may be wondering who “da boyz” are. Well, it turns out that Ricky is not a blind eye doctor after all. Meet Jonathan, 8 and Joseph, 6. Watch out, I have some posers joining me.