a preponderance of snot

I'm convinced that the likelihood of a person getting sick in proximity to a specific event is directly proportional to either (or both):

1. that person's excitement about the event itself
2. how much more inconvenient it would be to be sick during the event, over and above the usual inconvenience of such an illness

I am no exception to the laws of the universe. If I am cut, do I not bleed? If I tickled, do I not laugh? If I forget to do the dishes...well...again, do I not bleed?

You see where I'm going with this.

Yup, I got a cold. Two measly days before I leave for Japanland, I get sick. It's not a big deal, normally. Sure, I feel like crap now, but it'll pass soon enough, right? No point in complaining. The problem, however, is threefold: I'm sneezy and congested, I'm going to a country where one of the most effective and common decongestants known to man is illegal, and nose-blowing is considered disgusting and rude. What's my out, here? What creative ways must I invent to handle these copious amounts of mucus? Perhaps a CamelBak, only in reverse...

Anyway, my spirits shall not be dampened! This time tomorrow, I'll be, like...halfway there!