To celebrate getting the cast off I went for a drink next to the hostal and met someone who said that there was a couch surfing meet up just down the road so we went along. That evening I was told that I now have one shoulder lower than that other and that I drag my right leg (which is still a bit numb from the impact) so I was feeling a bit dejected until a cute Portuguese guy hit on me which cheered me up so much I burst into hysterical happy laugher which scared him away.

I just met a nurse and she said that because my collarbone wasn’t treated right to begin with I might always have a really droopy shoulder.

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