Today we went to Lillehammer, and even though I was so sick, I walked down all the steps next to the ski jumps.
The noise that they make when they’re floating in the air is just like the sound I heard when I was free falling when I did the skydive.
I spent the previous night and today either sleeping or spewing. I feel miserable.
At 5:30 I got up out of bed to at least go and see the church.
It was locked. It’s really not my day today.
I walked around for 10 minutes, then gave up and went back to bed.
we have the whole morning free in Oslo tomorrow. I’m making a strategic withdrawal tonight, hoping that my body will get rid of whatever is making me feel sick.
Ah well. I’ve travelled so much lately that I suppose I was due for a bad day…
Dad joke of the day:
I’m sorry you feel so awful–it’s worse when you are away from home. I hope you feel better soon.