Tonight, after laying watching Chelsea Lately with my fantastic nephew breathing away, asleep on my chest, I began wondering about Japan. It's almost a familiar feeling as I have read so many blogs thus far about how wonderful it is. I can almost feel the warm, tropical air, see the beautiful caves and all that jazz... Then it hit me...Gas
My stomach bubbled up and well... you know the rest.
What if I get gas in Japan? Will there be tums to help come to the rescue (though I don't use tums here, but what if I feel the need to use them there?)? Do they have that icky pink stuff that I hold my breath while drinking and then almost throw up while chugging water (I just do NOT like liquid medicine...became a pro at swallowing pills in the third grade). And what if...what if my gas turns into...well, what if?
So, my friend (I'd call her my friend even if we haven't met), Vivian (whose blog is amazing) told me not to worry about the little things before I leave. And I swear, since she said that, I haven't worried about much.
Except gas. I'm sure the Japanese have tummy problems, but they are probably too shy to say anything about it?
It's little things like that, that I worry about. The accommodations that I am used to here in the United States. Like ovens for instance.
That's the whole point of the journey, though isn't it?
To suck it up and embrace the culture. Even if my gas lingers...
Website for medicines: http://tokyo.usembassy.gov/e/acs/tacs-medimport.html
I also have allergies... lol
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