Travel can be tough, different food, different bugs, different diseases. To me this is what makes travel interesting.
Malaria and Malaria stories are rampant. Realistically south east asia seems to be rather minor compared to Africa. I only met a couple a people in SEA who had claimed to have malaria, however in Africa, I saw a few, and malaria bouts are not a pleasant event to watch. On the other hand, I met a couple of girls in SEA who had lost their hair temporarily due to using malaria medicines for a long time, and had to stop. Generally I simply took Chloroquine and Proguanil. In Africa I used Lariam. Only noticed slight side effects with the lariam. It would give me such vivid dreams it would wake me up wondering if I had awakened the camp (I hadn’t). Not recommended for the slightly psycho. I didn't bother with malaria medication for India, South and Central America and even Egypt. Trouble is doctors will simply look at the malaria map and prescribe for any in-country occurrence, thus travellers get told to take it in countries that have cases of it one month a year in swamp lands/rice paddies, where they will never go. They really should use some judgement here.
I had the misfortune to be spend a month on China smack in the middle of SARS.

Quite an experience. Everywhere we went , every hotel, on/off and in the middle of every form of transport we were checked for temperature. All extremely intrusive. Worst part was that the local Chinese media 100% blamed foreigners for SARS. Thus the locals looked at us with some trepidation. The censoring of all the major foreign internet sites (BBC, CNN etc) of all SARS news didn’t help us much either. We were most worried about getting a slight non-SARS related flue or temperature, as the first thing they would have done is drag us to a local hospital where we would really have a high chance of getting SARS!Another interesting concern was Schistosomiasis (Bilharzia). After hearing the horror stories of how it buries into your skin and travels up towards your heart I made every washing sessions very quick in Lake Malawi and I avoided peeing while in the lake, at all costs (I won’t get into details why - you figure it out). I met infected travellers and you could see the path of the bug under their skin. Crazy.
Altitude sickness. From the moment you arrive in Cusco Peru (3400 meters) until La Paz (4100 meters) you are aware of the altitude. By the time we got to LaPaz Bolivia, we had been at altitude for a couple of weeks, and Tuire started to feel ill. She remembers it as the sickest she had ever been in her life. She couldn’t leave her bed in the hotel. She was aching, had the most throbbing headache and nonstop shivering. Her temperature was at a scary level. We were reluctant to go to a Bolivian hospital. At one point it seemed to break slightly, so we made a dash for lower altitude. We got to Pisco Peru within a day, and almost immediately she got better. My mother thinks I have a cast iron stomach. I don’t agree but it does seem to handle bugs quite well. Diarrhea is a story by itself. I have had the honour of getting proper Diarrhea in four counties, although in 2 or 3 of the cases, I deserved it.
I had the opportunity to go to Jordan 3 times (2 times were unplanned). Each time I had very bad diarrhea. Not sure how, as I used all my regular precautions. Perhaps it was something in the excellent Shawarmas! Never figured it out but it happened almost first day every time.
We found a great hostel in Dali City, Yunnan Province, China. It came with a nice balcony and they supplied hot water in big thermoses for the guests. Twenty minutes after have some tea on the balcony Tuire started to become very sick, flowing out both ends. She was worried and began talking hospital. We figured it out 10 minutes later, when I also suddenly began “cleansing” my body. They obviously didn’t boil the water. We told the staff they had an issue with the water, so they wouldn’t get anyone else sick, however the clerk seemed more interested in chewing on her pile of chicken feet then reboiling the water. Took us a couple of days to recover. Too bad because Dali has some good restaurants
Bali is a great place. I have been there on 3 separate occasions and loved it every time. One time, I found a great fruit juice restaurant in Ubud. It was so good I spent 3 days overdosing on every juice drink they made. Whoops. I pushed my luck too far I guess. I began gushing non-stop. I regularly drank juices everywhere with no effects. This included the second best place, after Ubud, for juices - Damascus (believe it or not). I even regularly drank drinks containing ice. No problem. I just avoided local water - straight up and washed salads, but I pushed my luck in Bali.

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