Sick but not sick of traveling

So you may have noticed that we posted nothing for awhile, and then there were an onslaught of posts. At some point it occurred to us that it isn't smart to post you're out of town while you're out of town. We had fullest intentions of posting everything promptly on our arrival home from Denmark, but...

We left Denmark Friday afternoon and returned to Germany to spend one more day with our good friends. You know people really love you and you love them, when you can stay with them for 9 days, leave for 4 and return again for another couple, and everyone is still happy to see each other! Well, we enjoyed Friday night and the adults even managed to attend the Temple in the Netherlands Saturday morning!

But by Saturday night, The Net wasn't feeling very well, so rather than stay for church Sunday morning, we got up and headed back to Garmisch, Germany, where we spent the night. The Edelweiss Resort is a military resort that felt posh compared to the other hotels where we've stayed in Europe. The beds were soft. They had all-you-can-eat buffets for dinner and breakfast. Everyone spoke English. Sometimes it's nice to have some familiar things...we felt really spoiled.

The "Alps view" from our window at Edelweiss.

The Net had typical cold symptoms -- runny nose, cough, etc., but then Monday night he started throwing up (no pictures).
Tuesday night it was Rosa's turn. And she did a thorough job of it. It might seriously be the worst yuck I've ever had to deal with...all over the bed. Thank goodness for my dear husband who shared the burden of cleaning up with me! By then I had cancelled all activities and was hunkering down for the worst...but nothing happened. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, all was well. Deep Thinker got to go to his friend's birthday party, after all on Saturday. Church on Sunday.

Monday morning Pianogurl wasn't feeling well. Then Tuesday night, The Net threw up all over the inside of The Linguist's car on the way back from Vicenza. Deep Thinker, who had insisted on sleeping with a garbage can next to his bed for 3 or 4 nights, started a few hours later (of course we'd talked him out of the garbage can a night or two before...so all over the bed). Songbird was a few hours behind him. The rest of us were up all night listening to the sound of sickness. I don't want a house with all the bedrooms so close together ever again!

We had a day reprieve, and then I was sick Thursday night/Friday...We hope The Linguist has escaped and we hope that's the end of the story. I've decided that in hell there will be people cleaning up puke! Last minute update: Wednesday night (the 27th the Linguist was sick...).