Start: Daleville, VA/Howard Johnson’s
End: Daleville, VA/Howard Johnson’s
Total Miles: 723.5
I slept great. Didn’t even know there was any upheaval on the other side of the bed. (Yay for King beds?)
So…it was pretty evident from the get-go we were zeroing today too. Not sure if it’s norovirus (no vomit?), giardia (doesn’t seem quite as extreme/uncomfortable?), food poisoning (he had very unkind words for the waffle batter at the “hot” breakfast and I didn’t have one?), or something else.
It didn’t worsen. And he ate some crackers. That encompasses my medical expertise.
I did my best to clean up the room, then skedaddled for some non-plague infested air. I hit the strip mall for late second breakfast (no runny waffle included), checking out the outfitter (I’m considering a summer sleeping pad that weighs less and packs smaller), groceries for lunch/dinner (yesterday I lived off surplus resupply foods), and a got a pedicure.
Oh my. How awesome that felt. Although I had to stop her with the razor and remind her I NEED those calluses. Just scrub them a bit and moisturize the hell out of me, please?
I also resupplied my sunscreen that doubles as regular old lotion. (My preference? A 30+ SPF made for the face. But Kroger’s didn’t have one in a price range I liked. So I subbed a 55 SPF baby sunscreen. Both facial and baby lotion have the added bonus of being gentle.) I have a 3oz travel container that fits nice in my hygiene bag that I refilled, then I lotioned up good (including my feet, again) after my shower.
Tom slept most of the day away. Better than cramped rocking next to the toilet! After my strip mall spree, I caught up on blogging (you’re welcome), showered (Tom’s welcome), and spoke with people from home I didn’t catch up with yesterday. So awesome and weird to talk with people who drive cars and don’t store food up a tree.
Fingers crossed we get to hike out tomorrow. Not just because I feel slothful and antsy, but it would also mean Tom’s feeling better. But mostly because I feel slothful and antsy.