London
Day 3 and 4
Friday: Sights: Windsor Castle. Then St Martin’s. Snuck into an internet café, paid too much, got email. It was there that the stomach flu finally caught up with me. Well, I didn’t puke there, but I wanted to. That didn’t happen until about 1am.
Saturday: Woke up feeling like a big balloon of stomach acid that could burst at any moment, so Gabe (who also said he was too sick) and I stayed in and slept. About 2pm we wandered out—Gabe had made an amazing recovery and wanted to get a kid’s meal at Burger King—and took a walk in Hyde Park. Right where we went in was the building and fountain where they filmed the end of the second Bridget Jones movie. (I shouldn’t even know this sort of thing.) Hopefully the flu has decided to leave me alone from now on. I’d like that, thank you. Better days ahead! It would have been fun to go to Cambridge.
Day 3 and 4
Friday: Sights: Windsor Castle. Then St Martin’s. Snuck into an internet café, paid too much, got email. It was there that the stomach flu finally caught up with me. Well, I didn’t puke there, but I wanted to. That didn’t happen until about 1am.
Saturday: Woke up feeling like a big balloon of stomach acid that could burst at any moment, so Gabe (who also said he was too sick) and I stayed in and slept. About 2pm we wandered out—Gabe had made an amazing recovery and wanted to get a kid’s meal at Burger King—and took a walk in Hyde Park. Right where we went in was the building and fountain where they filmed the end of the second Bridget Jones movie. (I shouldn’t even know this sort of thing.) Hopefully the flu has decided to leave me alone from now on. I’d like that, thank you. Better days ahead! It would have been fun to go to Cambridge.
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