Tonight, there is less relaxing bath-and-wine time. We went to a friend's for dinner, V felt sick on the way over and never recovered, and she's thrown up four times now. I could cry. We can't seem to go on a trip without one of us getting sick.
Thankfully, tomorrow we transfer to a bed and breakfast, and we may then spend the entire day in our room. Yes, we love this city, but we've been before and we know we'll be back; apparently we need to recuperate from something.
Stress wasn't supposed to follow me here. Hoping it's gone tomorrow.
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