Day 21 - Hmmm, not sure about this.

18:00
I have a pretty shit night’s sleep. I stupidly didn’t sleep until gone 01:00, because football. Almost as turgid as the England game, since you ask. At 03:30, I wake up. I roll over to try and go back to sleep, but quickly realise it’s my stomach that’s woken me. I visit the toilet, and - well, let’s just say I’m glad my stomach woke me up. Around 04:30, I try and get back to sleep, satisfied that the few toilet visits I’ve had have voided my gut. It doesn’t happen. I think I finally drift off around 06:00, and wake up around 08:00. My head’s groggy, my stomach is, to use a word I think my Mum used to use, ‘roiling.’ Meh.

I mooch in my room, and decide a swim might help me feel better. It sort of does, but largely doesn’t. I don’t fancy any food, and the beating sun is HOT. I head back to my room, and attempt a late morning nap. I am successful. Flat out for close to 2 hours.

Felix is back from his diving trip. Lucky sod has had a 1 to 1 session, as the dive instructor’s only customer of the day. Visited two different dive sites, seen some awesome coral, met a bunch of fish - including a Panda Clown Fish, which is what happens if Nemo bangs a zebra.

We have a dip, followed by a very brief lounge in the sun. I already know that Felix has been massively encouraged to travel more, and he’s already forming plans for later this year. I ask him whether he’s formed a view on solo travelling. He has, and it’s a positive one. He’s very happy in his own skin, and with his own company. He’s made friends very easily during our journey, and at 19 feet tall, personal security shouldn’t be an issue.

My stomach feels like it’s settled a little, so I grab some lunch - a club sandwich, so hopefully nothing too challenging. Roger jumps up onto my lap, unbidden - little scamp. My sandwich does the job - in that it sends me back to my room for more naps. I’m starting to feel a little feverish again. Honestly, getting a little bored of this now. Moving day tomorrow, so I think an evening of rest is probably my best option.

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