What the heck—perfect health the last 5 months in Nicaragua and Costa Rica (and only minor issues the 2 months prior to that), exploring the jungle and taking the bus daily with people living on nothing but beans, and within a week of getting back to the Yukon, we’re sicker than we ever were in the tropics, and awfully annoyed.

In my 20+ years in Vancouver, I rarely had flu-like symptoms. The last 3 winters in the Yukon we could pretty much count on them—and we can add this summer to the list now, too.

Grrr.