Nevok’s Keep

So, yeah, this is backdated, but for obvious reasons I didn’t quite feel like writing… Warning, it’s a tad graphic after the break, might not want to read on if your stomach is upset easily….

Nothing much happened after the turtles. A walk up and down the beach just for the heck of it, some more postcards got bought on account of us wanting to write a postcard to each and everyone contributing to our wedding (there are a lot and we’re finally half way through the list. sheeeeeesh…) and then we made the biggest mistake on our trip yet. We went grocery shopping…and bought a bowl of refrigerated, microwaveable mac’n'cheese. About 2 1/2 hrs after I had my half of it, I felt *sick* as in rushing to the toilet and hugging the bowl, praying to the oh-lord of stomach sickness (I know, Pratchett-esque, forgive me but I always liked the oh-lord of hangovers…). It didn’t stop there though. Let’s just say my whole system got a thorough once-through throughout the night, not much sleep was had from my side, I had quite a fever and went through liquids fast. 

Mel wasn’t as lucky, read: she took longer to feel sick, she only started in the middle of the night and ‘just’ felt sick but didn’t throw up or anything while I had the shakes and everything. It felt like the one time I had the noro virus but at least I didn’t have to hug a bucket while sitting on the bowl…. graphic enough for y’all?

On that note, and with the ongoing construction noise from across the street where they are currently building the new Hampton Inn which starts at 7 AM IN THE FRIGGING MORNING with some hammering down of columns or whatever 20 feet or deeper into the earth…despite the otherwise great experiences, I don’t mind leaving Virginia Beach behind tomorrow…if we can drive that is.