Day 17 - Friday = day of rest

09:00
I manage a few hours of scratchy sleep, regularly waking up either sweating or shivering. Somewhere in the night, I took off my hoodie, as I find it wrapped around my left foot. No - I’m not sure either. This feels more like a bug than a food / water / hygiene issue. I let Felix know that I’m going to set-up base camp in my room for the day, in the hope that I’m sufficiently recovered to move on to Koh Rong Sanloem tomorrow. Bring on the plain rice / water / flat Coke combo…

20:30
I neither want to give you, nor do I suspect you want to hear, a blow-by-blow account of my illness. Suffice to say, I have a fairly dull day of plain food, lots of water, the occasional latrine dash, and some snoozes. In the words of Scarlett O’Hara, tomorrow is another day. Czytaj więcej