Winter Holiday: a Change of Plans & a Change of Pants

So, I've been dropping hints that things didn't go as planned. While on the island Infectious Laughter seemed to be getting sick, and, on our last day there, decided to go to the clinic. Turns out that Infectious Laughter had developed Infectious Disease!


He died shortly thereafter.OK, so maybe he didn't die, and maybe it wasn't really an infectious disease. Anyway, food poisoning* led to diarrhea which led to dehydration which led to two nights in a Thai hospital and a complete suction of all his funds. After this, I didn't quite have enough time for worthwhile travel into Cambodia, and Infectious Laughter only had enough money and energy to change his flight to an early departure from Bangkok back to Japan. Thus, only German Speaker continued as planned and I returned to Bangkok to see the poor boy off and explore the capital of Thailand.


The ironic thing about it all is that Infectious Laughter was really worried about getting sick while were planning the trip. He even packed a sackful of medication for head and stomach ailments. On their first night in the country (before I arrived) German Speaker also apparently wouldn't let him eat from street vendors.
I, by contrast, frequently nibbled on such delights as these grubs which I purchased from some guy on the island. Also worthy to mention is the fact that grubs like these are the high princess' favorite type of insect snack. I have something in common with royalty!



*the food poisoning, we later discovered, was from something he ate in Japan on the night before leaving. 4 of the teachers who were at the same end of year party as him also developed similar symptoms.