Was on a 6 and a half hour ferry journey last week. The sea had quite a swell. I'd done it before and thought it'd be no bother and for about two hours of the journey I was tickety boo. Feeling hungry, I proceeded to buy some snacks including a packet of quavers and a chunky kit kat and then foolishly went to the front of the boat and sat myself down adjacent to the bow, curious to see how rough the sea was. 3 minutes I sat there munching on my quavers as the ship crashed through the waves, up and down, up and down, up and down, sea, sky, sea, sky, sea, sky.
A few tosses of the stomach was enough to turn my face pale and I quickly made my way to the back of the boat where you couldn't feel it as much. The damage was done however. I sat down, fidgeting and nervous, knowing I couldn't ride out this bout of nausea. I went back to the little tuck shop to buy a drink of water - bad idea. To my horror as I walked down the corridor a fellow passenger let rip, spewing the contents of his stomach across the walkway -a good dinner wasted no doubt. 'Oh my F***ing god' I thought. I quickly made my way to the shop, bought some water and proceeded to make my way past the offending passenger who was now being attended to as I held my breath so not to breath in the vicious smell, all this while the ship continued to try and put me off my balance while simultaneously trying to squish me to the ground as it leapt in the air and then almost forcing me into zero gravity as it crashed back down into the sea. It was no use. Moments later I scrambled my way to the toilet - a one in two chance I was going to miss the bog. Luckily I got there just in time only to then spray green, almost nuclear like sick into the bowl. I locked myself in the toilet cubicle for near to three hours as my body produced numerous violent bile episodes with sound effects that must have made that girl from The Exorcist sound angelic. Indignity was the word of the day no doubt. To say I was relieved when the ship finally docked near to midnight was an understatement.
Don't head to the bow of a rough riding ship out of curiosity while munching on anything - even a bag of quavers.
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