I didn’t need an alarm this morning, I was woken up by two different people’s alarms, after which there was no movement so I got up for the shower before anyone else could. Good move. I was at breakfast by 8am and I chilled out in the dining room for a while why I ate….

The bus ride went off without a hitch. I was upset not to have a free seat beside me, but I must have a nice face, because another lady flying solo chose to sit by me. I was grateful for some extra space when she got off the bus at our first stop seemingly in…

I had to wait for the bathroom this morning, ah the joys of hostel life, but it was only for a few minutes. I was happy that I wouldn’t be sleeping here again. Still in recovery/relaxed mode, I walked around the corner to the same café I’d had breakfast at yesterday. The waitress recognised me…

I’d found out the previous night that there was a free walking tour of Old Town offered at 11am so that was my only plan for the day. I didn’t feel ill this morning, so maybe this is it! Maybe I’m better! I will still play it extra cautious. I woke up at 8am, much…

I woke up around 9am feeling hungover despite the previous night’s drinking diet of only water. During the night I’d been up a few times to go to the toilet, I was sick with the virus again. There was nothing solid inside me, only liquid, and I could feel it churning uncomfortably in my stomach…

I slept well, but I soon discovered my bowels weren’t behaving again. I told Alex as much and we devised that the milk products I’d had in his creamy and egg-yolky salmon pasta had sent me backwards the first time and Juja’s creamy and egg-yolky avocado pasta from the night before had done the same….

Blue skies, tummy no longer rumbling, maybe this was it? Maybe I’m better! I went brave this morning at breakfast and had marmalade on my toast, but still kept it pretty light. I was itching to get outside, feeling better than I had in days. We ended up rushing out the door to get Sabrina…

I had brighter horizons today. Alex and I had planned an afternoon activity to the nearby Classic Remise, a place where fancy and historic cars are stored by the rich and famous. That gave me the morning to rest and the afternoon to play. Sabrina and Alex left the bedroom to me and set up…

Poor Alex had a bad night, with Sabrina and I in perfectly synchronised raspy breathing and an uncomfortable bed, he’d retreated to the living room couch in the early hours of the morning for some reprieve. I woke up to find my virus had returned, thankfully only in the form of diarrhoea, not vomiting, but…

The alarms went off and there were logistical matters to discuss since Sabrina had decided to come with us to Berlin, instead of staying home in Cologne to study. Long story short, it meant we had to go to Cologne on our way to pick up my passport which had been delivered from the US…