As some of you may know, this was the day that we had intended to go to Ostia Antica. However, our plans were foiled by the unfortunate fact that Torsten is not the only one who can succumb to evil in his tummy - now I have! I spent a lot of last night throwing up, and quite a bit of today too, although all I've been having is some water, apple juice, and a tiny nibble of crackers. It now looks like Torsten had a touch of stomach flu, rather than food poisoning, and I've gotten the virus. I'm just letting it run its course, which means staying in the stateroom and napping as much as I can, and, of course, letting my digestive system let me know when it's time to hit the washroom.
Ingo and Torsten went out to Civitavecchia, and it's apparently nothing to write home about. There's a lot of garbage around the walkways, but they had fun wandering around and kicking a little soccer ball that we bought for Torsten in Ajaccio. For lunch, they had focaccia and gnocchi, and Torsten apparently hoovered down the gnocchi.
That's about it - hopefully I feel better tomorrow and we don't miss Livorno/Pisa!
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Eeeek. Maybe NCL is secretly plagued by GI. We were told GI was spread around our ship the week before we sailed. Becareful of those dirty drink dispensing machines!
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