It's all fun and games until someone loses their voice...

Being sick is never much fun. But it's always worse on the road. Melbourne seems to be a nice city as cities go. But I've spent most my time inside drinking hot tea and coffee. I felt a little sick the first couple of days here but figured it would pass. Then I stayed up way too late talking with a Belgian on the hostel room porch and I lost my voice completely. It's still only slowly coming back three days later. It does add a some extra challenge to meeting people...