We don't go on a lot of vacations. The last BIG vacation was two years ago, this September, when we went to Disneyworld.
W. is on spring break this week. We decided to take the kids to the Philadelphia Zoo. I booked a room for two nights. The room wasn't cheap, but the hotel had a pool and as I said we don't go away a lot. So we sprang for the extra expense. Just being away for two nights was going to be worth it.
We arrived Tuesday at around 5:00 pm and checked in. The kids were so excited! We went up to the 10th floor and had dinner at the hotel's grill. The food was okay, a little too "fancy" and very expensive. I say fancy because the mac and cheese was ziti noodles with the restaurants own cheese sauce.
Mr. Schmitty has celiac sprue. He has to be careful what he eats and it's risky when you order out. We can tell them not to put bread on the plate and no croutons in the salad but sometimes there can still be issues. He ordered grilled chicken which was covered in spinach and asagio cheese. You can't get more gluten free than that.
We took the kids to the pool. They had a blast and we wore them out just enough to make them sleepy for bed. We wanted to get them tucked in early so they were rested for the zoo the next morning.
I jumped in bed with Miss R. and Mr. Schmitty grabbed his sneakers and ipod and headed to the gym.
I must have fallen asleep. The next thing I hear is a horrible noise coming from the bathroom. I glance at the clock, it's 10:30 pm. I know that noise. It's Mr. Schmitty vomiting. When he gets ill it is the most scary sounding thing you'll ever hear.
He came out of the bathroom. I said, "WTF?" He told me he had been great all night and all of a sudden, "WHAM!"
He got food poisoning, we believe. He's had it before and said this was exactly the same. We think it was either the spinach or the cheese.
The poor guy puked all night long. As soon as he felt well enough yesterday, we checked out a day early and headed home.
Needless to say we spend a fortune for the room, $200 on season tickets to the zoo (which we never got to) and all that gas money to swim in a pool for a few hours.
All I can say is, "GOOD GRIEF!"