It is a pretty well accepted fact of life that shit happens. I just never thought that so much of it could ever (literally) happen to me in a period of five days. I just spent the past week (including my double dark) on the toilet. I had never been that sick before in my entire life. Stomach cramps, fever, lack of energy, lack of appetite, the works. Plus of course having to visit the porcelain throne every few minutes.

I am not the only one who got it. Several people got similarly ill since we arrived in Oostende, suddenly affected by what one of my friends described as the "Sunparks Poo". Of course, the fact that we are living in conditions which defy the boundaries of salubrity is only a coincidence and any association between the two would be a figment of my imagination. Bugs and strange spores growing inside your house don't breed illnesses. Of course not. But let me tell you, the shit was real, though!

TO BE CONTINUED...