Friday, October 19, 2007

Finally out of Houston!

I finally left Houston on the 17th of October. I had been within three hours of getting on the airplane to leave on the 9th, and they told us someone had contracted chicken pox. The guy had went to a doctor there next to the hotel on Friday, and done blood tests that confirmed the infection. He started showing the bumps and stuff on Monday after that, and called the company people. They sprang the news on us Tuesday morning. I couldn't remember if I had ever had chicken pox or been exposed to it enough to have an immunity built up, so I did what I thought was the 'honorable thing' and did a blood test the next day. I didn't get out of Houston for another eight days. When I get to feeling sorry for myself about having to hang around so long, I remember a guy from Kenya who had been there two weeks longer than I, and he ended up in quarantine until October 26. Hopefully none of the twenty or thirty people who ended up in quarantine came down with the chicken pox, which could cause them to have to stay even longer.

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