To Blame

As a continuation from last week, to add to the items lost, my friend’s camera power cable was added. To resolve this, he bought another. But then his SD card has also broken, so he is limited to the 25 photo capacity of his camera. Such is life travelling with an Australian...

Travertines at Pammukkale

In our travelling duo, I always take the blame for everything – that was established early on, when I was blamed for the losing of the bag, the losing of the shorts, the heat, the tiredness, the laptop being insufficient, and of course, his getting sick.

View over Pammukkale

But it’s ok that he got sick, because I had drugs (imported from NZ and everything).

I gave my friend some pills and told him to get better.

Castle at Selçuk

He didn’t improve nearly as well as expected.

Library of Celsus, Ephesus

Then I was talking to the parents about the drugs. They kindly informed me that there were two lots of drugs that they had given me. One for skin infections, and the other for gastroenteritis.

Details at Ephesus

Unfortunately, to me, pills are pills and drugs are drugs. Turns out, that despite my 50/50 chance of choosing the correct ones, I had in fact chosen wrong.

I am still deciding if this was a pure accident, or if perhaps it was horribly passive aggressive.

World's cutest kitten

Either way, he’s still sick, I still have the drugs, I am still getting the blame for everything and nothing has really changed.

Cappadocia houses

However, if he had even tried to contract a skin infection, he would have failed miserably on this front, due to my forward thinking and preventative measures.

Hot air balloons over Cappadocia

So, you see, I’m actually the hero in this story.