AlthoughIwanttoargueabouthowimportantthishoneymoonis,mybodywon'tletmecontinuearguing.AslongasIwastouchedbyKeith,Ieasilyfellintoadeepsleep.SoKeithtookmetotherestaurantofthehotelfordinner.Idon'tknowwhatthealienfoodismadeof.LetKeithchoose,otherwiseIwilleatstrangethings.
Asforvertigo,itwasmuchbetternowthanbefore,andstillalittledizzy,butthistimeIdidn'ttellhim,andwhenheaskedhimwhatwasgoingon,forhewantedtogooutforawalk,hecouldonlysaythatithadcompletelydisappeared.Ifyousayyouarestilldrowsy,theywilldragmeintotheroomwhenIfinishmysupper,sothereisnofun.
ButwhatcanIlietohimabout?Assoonashesawhisreluctantexpression,heknewwhereIwas,andhewoulddragmeeagerlybacktotheroom,althoughhehadjusttoldhimthatIwantedtotravelanddidn'twanttosuffocateintheroom.Listen...No,putmyspooninmyarms.
"Iwanttotravel.Iwanttogofaraway.Idon'twanttosleepinmyroom!"Finally,Ishoutedandturnedablindeyetoalltheotherguestsintherestaurant.
"ButGwynissick..."