In this case my voyage of discovery was literal. My sister and her new husband rented a tall ship for a both a cruise and B&B. Unfortunately, while in the galley chatting after the cruise, I found that boats and my stomach do not agree. It didn’t help when my sister set out the guacamole, hummus, and other foods loaded with garlic and onion in front of me and I was told this morning that the place I’d chosen to ride out the rainstorm was probably the worst one on the boat for someone battling seasickness. Texting Mr. B for advice, I tried everything I could but the weather was not good for going up on deck–staring at the glass of water helped a bit, but I’m sure I was a bilious shade of green.
Luckily my sister took pity on me and drove me back to her place in the middle of a thunderstorm in the middle of the night. Some ginger capsules provided by a friend and some dramamine found under the counter and some sleep and I was set to rights this morning.
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