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And then…came the plague. So this is where our trip was thrown a serious curve ball. After Disneyland, Trinity barfed and got sick. Then Grace spewed. The next day Faith blew chunks and I can’t remember too much after that. I can tell you this, every one of us took turns getting sick. The only one who didn’t succumb to illness was Clint.
It was an inexplicable time of survival and coping. We were living in about 170 square feet of space with 8.5 people. There were nights spent driving aimlessly around San Diego looking for a 24 hour laundry.
The Bright Side
Each of the kids got sick with about a 2 day stagger. So in between vomiting we were still able to visit…