We got back to the room and thankfully the lights were on till around 11 p.m. as we were thinking 10 was a bit early for us to be heading off to bed! We did have a candle though so knew we’d be OK for light once the generators had been turned off for the night. We climbed into bed ready for a good nights sleep as we were fairly tired even though we hadn’t really done anything all day! As I was lying there I suddenly started feeling a little bit iffy, and thought it will pass, just go to sleep. Oh not so lucky, the next thing I know I’m hurtling to the toilet and trying desperately not to be sick before I made it to and then found the loo due to it being pitch black as there was no electric!!! Boy was I glad we’d decided to change rooms!!! I felt dreadful and spent the rest of the night puking and pooping by bloody candlelight!!! I think it finally started to wear off around 4.30 am and the boat was leaving at 8, something which I most definitely wasn’t looking forward to!

We woke up and Rob didn’t feel too hot either, but at least he hadn’t been sick, but the thought of another 8 hours on a wooden slow boat with the potential of sickness and diaorreah filled me with dread. Of all of the times to get ill, it would have to be now, how typical is that??? I felt fragile, ill and very sorry for myself and just wished I could wave a magic wand and be at the end of our boat journey - not so lucky though. I have to say it is one of the worst bouts of illness I have ever had and thinking about it now still reminds me of how utterly grim I felt!!!

I spent the whole day glued to my chair, not wanting to move, I didn’t eat or drink a thing as I guessed this would be the safest bet. Thankfully this proved the best coarse of action I wasn’t sick again but believe me, it was a very very long and uncomfortable