...I think that's what I've got. I still feel dreeadful. This is my third day without any food at all. Even the thought of coffee sickens me.
I wonder now, if I'll ever travel again. All the people on the tour were looking out for 'the lady with the stick', a couple of them very patronising.
I'm still infuriated about paying £26.00 for a taxi from London Bridge! I was drenched, though, and feeling ill already. I just couldn't go on.
I don't know if I'd stay in the convent guest house again, either. Had to share a bathroom. It wasn't that bad, though. Very clean. Too far away from the centre though, when you've been slogging all day, and the buses don't run often...
- Norovirus...
crazycrone- November 23rd, 2016
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