The embassy authorized a 4-day weekend for the columbus day holiday and so we decided to head out of town to Rotorua, a town 6 hours north of us, known for it's natural geothermal geysers and mud pools. We weren't 1 hr out of the city when Charlie started complaining about a stomach ache. I assumed it was from not pooping for 4 days, but Jason said he was looking carsick. I should have respected Jason's personal experience with motion sickness, but alas I gave him a bunch of cheddar goldfish. Needless to say, the car was horribly stinky for the final 5 hours of the trip.
There was an outbreak of rotavirus as charlie's preschool this week. Is it bad that I think I preferred rotavirus and a cancelled vacation to a childhood of motion sickness?
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