Worst roommate ever

The last 36 hours have easily made me the worst roommate ever.  to put it politely, i contracted a sickness that many travelers to this part of the world encounter.  while patrick was fortunate enough to not wake up when i got up in the middle of the night, it did make me much less fun yesterday morning.  on the plus side (for me anyway), patrick contracted the same sickness an hour after waking up, so i didnt feel so bad.  however, it did serve to severely dehydrate me, which compounded the events later in the afternoon.

day 3 was supposed to be the egyptian museum.  since we both weren't feeling great we rested until about 2 when we went out to lunch.  i still wasn't feeling great so i didn't eat much, just a little bread, rice, and a couple bites of chicken. it wasn't enough. when we got to the museum we saw a couple rooms, and then i felt a vaso-vagel episode coming on, which resulted in me sitting in a corner and sweating for a half hour before i had recovered enough to take the metro back to the hotel.

still on the plus side for me, pat wasn't feeling fantastic, so we both crawled into bed about 5:30 or 6 and slept. i woke up at 12:30 to talk to my parents and eat a little, and he woke up about 4 for a little bit, but besides that we both slept until 8:30.  i thought that would be great and i would be better with some food, so we ate our toast and tea for breakfast.  unfortunately it didnt help me that much, as my stomach still was twisting and i felt a little clammy.  we ended up walking to the bank to make change for some smaller bills to use for tips, and we also paid for our trip next week to climb mt moses.  day 4 (today) we were supposed to go to the khan al-khalili bazaar, but my fears of things getting worse again have prevented that from happening for me. i made patrick go anyway. he's going to come back in a couple hours and see how i feel and hopefully i'll be able to be up and join him.

you don't travel to one of the richest cultural and historical mecca's of the world to lie in bed in a hotel.  i'm going to try and make patrick do everything he wants to do anyway and not hold him back. thats what i feel the worst about. its one thing to be sick and ruin my trip, but another entirely to ruin someone else's.  so to you, patrick, my sincerest apologies.