I really cannot recommend this illness. The glam and exotic-factor seems intriguing, but this is easily outweighed by the fact that you got to lie in your sweat-soaked bed like over-cooked pasta and stare at the ceiling for days. Ok, the part with the flying pink elephants intonating “The lions sleeps tonite” are a plus, if it is your cup of tea.

Let me sum this occassion of hands-on-experience up with a tip for you: If you ever get malaria yourself, don’t be fooled by your family doctors, don’t let days pass, this is serious, go directly to the tropical experts!

I gradually come back to normal conditions now. Honestly, after such a near-death-experience (cough) I was pretty close to the water. Even the newspaper made my cry. So I guess it’s a good thing I let settle a bit, otherwise this would have become another “Oh my GOD, life is so beautiful! Look at those flowers!”-post.