At age 30 I began to acquire allergies.

(Before that I considered them the delusions of hypochondriacs.)

Apples now have the potential to kill me. But what I dislike most is Spring in Canada. Sneezing, coughing, watery eyes.

Each year I try to flee the misery by travelling.

Turns out Moab, Utah is a Mecca for those like me. From Wikipedia:

I jumped plane at the Salt Lake City airport and caught a shuttle to this medical enclave. Coincidentally, there are quite a few hikers and bikers about the sanatorium.

Will let you know how my treatment progresses.

original – flickr