I started feeling funny while walking around Bruges, and by the time we got back to the hotel in Brussels, I collapsed into the bed and stayed there for 38 hours, only getting up so we could take the train back to Paris, where, upon arrival, I crawled into another bed for 20 hours. All that is left is a nasty stomach bug, but it started with a fever, chills, headaches, body aches, nightmares, lack of energy, loss of appetite. I haven't really eaten in almost three days. Whatever I try to eat is expelled by my body with great speed. I feel marginally better, but still have no appetite, although I managed to eat a banana a few minutes ago. Being sick while travelling sucks.