Hisashiburi

Hello. It's been a while but I've been entertaining these two. Loads of cool pictures of Hiroshima and Japan in general on there if you are at all interested. A couple of hideous ones of me too. It's all gone so fast, I suppose cos I've been working whilst they've been here. This Monday I took a day off though and we went to Iwakuni to see the Kintai-kyo bridge.

Oh how I hate Iwakuni. With it's stupid bridge and it's stupid marines, and it's 3 day old fart, left in a dirty sock, smelly air. Perhaps that's slightly unfair (to the bridge) but I've been there twice now and have felt a bit under the weather both times. This Monday though I felt sufficiently under that weather to decide to come straight home after arriving at aforementioned bastard bendy bridge. What followed was a journey that will probably stand the test of oratory time, like what that Beowulf did. Quick dump and vomit in toilets by Kintai-kyo. Hop on bus, close eyes, sip water, try and ignore corners. Back to Iwakunting station. Bit of a wait for train. Slightly sweaty moment but stayed within dashing distance of toilets and then it's onto the train. Oh the train....with it's complete lack of toilets. WHOSE IDEA WAS THAT? I managed to cope admirably for about 40 minutes. Then within striking distance of an early departure off train and a taxi I started to feel really bad. Remember, no toilet! Horrible horrible waves of nausea, cold sweat and panic.....and then retching. Christ know's what the other mid-Monday passengers thought of me, head in my hands praying to whatever Shinto god protects travellers on bog-less trains from vomiting everywhere. I just about made it. Ran off the train and into the toilets to.......not be sick. Ahem. So it was into a taxi, deliriously tell him he was going the wrong way (when he wasn't) and home. From this point it was a fairly regular: bed (shivering cold) to toilet, back to bed (freezing) to bathroom to vomit as if possesed by the devil. And repeat. Until the wonderful nurses Andy and Sam arrived to feed me drugs which stopped me being sick and plugged me up until the morning..... erm, I then got very very hot and had a very very weird night. Poor Sam got it too. What was it? Answers on a postcard please, I'm scared of doctors. So, what with that, my chums leaving and other stuff, it's not been a great start to February.
Here's to the next 11 months. Stay healthy people.